a time to live, a time to die
disclaimer: i hate that song/bible verse. stupid Ecclesiastes. i dont believe in that. HANyways:
soo i finally got around to writing about it: LAST WEEKEND ROCKED!!!!
Tip and I stayed with Aliza at Cornell for the weekend and experienced normal college life, and we got to see what we are missing. yes, they have no restaurants or stores...but they have gorges and trees and nature in general annnd im not gonna lie. FRAT PARTIES ARE GLORIOUS.
so Tip and I took a page from the book of the ghetto-ass bitches at Exit (seeee, going there IS good for us) and toootally cut the line at Port Authority cuz we were NOT about to miss a second bus. (we missed our first after not having enough time to pack after our dreadful chem exam) and we were like the first people on...but anyway after a 5-hour busride through the countryside during which a pack of butter melted in my pocket--dont ask why i had it, we arrived and were told that we were at the "Baker's flagpole". that is really sad when an unremarkable flagpole is your landmark. and we explored the harry potter buildings until Aliza and the bf picked us up.
we then proceeded to dress (or should i say UN-dress-tehehe couldnt resist) ourselves for the JBF party ["just been fucked" for those not aquainted with frat culture]. we wore lingerie and guys' dress-shirts. we were the sluttiest-looking girls there, which is never a problem for me. and it was quite fun and we all did blow-jobs-HA tricked ya! which are the most delicious shots ever: Baileys and whipped cream. why was this made for me? perhaps it is our shared namesake.
on sat we woke up and it had snowed, yay! i love when that happens. we went to the library-WHICH IS THE COOL HANG-OUT SPOT, wtf, and discreetly took pictures in the Harry Potter/Beauty and the Beast-esque library and then went to the formal (and my date was sick. of course that would happen to me. so TJ the mafioso was a pimp and had 2 dates. he also cooked us pasta and we ate it while listening to Frank Sinatra.
the funnest part of the weekend was "after hours" at the ATO frat house after the formal which is straight out of a movie. that was the most unhygienic place in which i have ever found myself. TLim would have left immediately. fortunately, the fun was enough to cancel it out. but seriously...who just throws their trash in a corner next to the broken window and leaves it there for weeks? btw there was def beer flowing down the stairs in a small waterfall. and it mixed with the dirt to create a paste near the bottom.
hanyway, i danced on a table because Hypnotize came on and i had to be Julia Stiles, Tip hooked up with one of the best lacrosse players in the country and i made out with Ben Affleck. YES.
the rest of the weekend was spent catching me up on famous 90s movies id never seen (ARMAGEDDON AND GOOD WILL HUNTING!!! i know, im a fool) and watching Aladdin and countless Family Guy episodes and crushing on our new crush Carlos from Venezuela who is sooo cute and poliiiite and smaaaart and has cute nerdy glasses and believes in truuuue looove--and has a model girlfriend, damnat. oh and using the communal bathrooms, ew
next time we go, mission: break up Carlos and Veronica. i know im a bitch, whaddya gonna do about it. u know im kidding. or am i? its hard to say what ill do when im drunk. and let there be no snide comments about that last statement.
my other news is too horrible to include in this entry so im going to make another one.
soo i finally got around to writing about it: LAST WEEKEND ROCKED!!!!
Tip and I stayed with Aliza at Cornell for the weekend and experienced normal college life, and we got to see what we are missing. yes, they have no restaurants or stores...but they have gorges and trees and nature in general annnd im not gonna lie. FRAT PARTIES ARE GLORIOUS.
so Tip and I took a page from the book of the ghetto-ass bitches at Exit (seeee, going there IS good for us) and toootally cut the line at Port Authority cuz we were NOT about to miss a second bus. (we missed our first after not having enough time to pack after our dreadful chem exam) and we were like the first people on...but anyway after a 5-hour busride through the countryside during which a pack of butter melted in my pocket--dont ask why i had it, we arrived and were told that we were at the "Baker's flagpole". that is really sad when an unremarkable flagpole is your landmark. and we explored the harry potter buildings until Aliza and the bf picked us up.
we then proceeded to dress (or should i say UN-dress-tehehe couldnt resist) ourselves for the JBF party ["just been fucked" for those not aquainted with frat culture]. we wore lingerie and guys' dress-shirts. we were the sluttiest-looking girls there, which is never a problem for me. and it was quite fun and we all did blow-jobs-HA tricked ya! which are the most delicious shots ever: Baileys and whipped cream. why was this made for me? perhaps it is our shared namesake.
on sat we woke up and it had snowed, yay! i love when that happens. we went to the library-WHICH IS THE COOL HANG-OUT SPOT, wtf, and discreetly took pictures in the Harry Potter/Beauty and the Beast-esque library and then went to the formal (and my date was sick. of course that would happen to me. so TJ the mafioso was a pimp and had 2 dates. he also cooked us pasta and we ate it while listening to Frank Sinatra.
the funnest part of the weekend was "after hours" at the ATO frat house after the formal which is straight out of a movie. that was the most unhygienic place in which i have ever found myself. TLim would have left immediately. fortunately, the fun was enough to cancel it out. but seriously...who just throws their trash in a corner next to the broken window and leaves it there for weeks? btw there was def beer flowing down the stairs in a small waterfall. and it mixed with the dirt to create a paste near the bottom.
hanyway, i danced on a table because Hypnotize came on and i had to be Julia Stiles, Tip hooked up with one of the best lacrosse players in the country and i made out with Ben Affleck. YES.
the rest of the weekend was spent catching me up on famous 90s movies id never seen (ARMAGEDDON AND GOOD WILL HUNTING!!! i know, im a fool) and watching Aladdin and countless Family Guy episodes and crushing on our new crush Carlos from Venezuela who is sooo cute and poliiiite and smaaaart and has cute nerdy glasses and believes in truuuue looove--and has a model girlfriend, damnat. oh and using the communal bathrooms, ew
next time we go, mission: break up Carlos and Veronica. i know im a bitch, whaddya gonna do about it. u know im kidding. or am i? its hard to say what ill do when im drunk. and let there be no snide comments about that last statement.
my other news is too horrible to include in this entry so im going to make another one.