Wow... was this weekend fun or what!?! I think the amazing part about this whole weekend was the fact that I thought it was going to be boring. But I guess that shows you how much I know. My weekend started out with me not feeling good and just wanting to stay in. So I went across the hall and was like… “Hey Justin!” and he was like “WHAT!!!” and I was like “Hey… let’s watch a movie or something”. And that’s how it all started.
So Justin and I were just chilling in his room watching TV because we had already exhausted all of the movies that we own. So Justin and I tried to see what was on the Boiler Movie Channel. But Justin has ADD so he would flip the channel while we were waiting for the time listing. But every time he switched back, we would have just missed the time listing for Friday. Then our channel surfing was rudely interrupted by a call from Courtney saying that she was coming over. By the time Courtney came over, Justin and I had decided that watching George Lopez doing standup would be fun. It wasn’t. All three of us quickly got bored. And this is where the weekend definitely started getting fun…..
I don’t know who it was, but someone decided that we need to play a drinking game. Since Justin had about a case of beer in his fridge we decided that it was an awesome idea. So, we played kings! The good thing is that Courtney had never played before. So it wasn’t really that boring.
and of course we forgot half the rules but it was alright because it was fun making up our own rules. Soon Courtney declared that she hated drinking beer so we busted out the
for her. So here we were, three people sitting in the dorms. One drinking Hypnotiq the other two drinking beer, watching George Lopez on a Friday night. Oh how you’ve got to love those losers at college. By the end of the night we were super tipsy, George Lopez had finished his standup and we had gone through about
OHH… Saturday!!!! It’s the best day of the week. It started out with me getting up at around 2pm. Taking a shower and watching a bit of ESPN in my boxers. Around 4ish I went to the Co-Rec to work out. When I got back I saw a bag sitting in the middle of the floor. In it were two cases of Keystone Light and a fifth of Jack Daniels. I then concluded that my roommate had finally made it home from last night. But he was nowhere to be found. So I took a shower. As I was getting changed, Pat came into the room dragging about three of his friends with him. He was soaking wet, his leg was bleeding and he had his finger bandaged with electrical tape. Apparently, since all the snow had melted due to the nice weather, he decided to take a dive in the mud volleyball courts because that was such a smart thing to do. Well… I guess there was glass in the courts and he cut himself up super bad. But he was drunk so it was okay!!! (Just kidding)
So pat came home bleeding, wet and drunk. He took off his wet clothes and just dropped them in the middle of the floor, took off the electrical tape from his finger and bleed all over the place and decided to bust open up a case of Keystone. All of my protests went unnoticed so I went across the hall to Justin’s room and hung out there for a while.
At that point it was about time for me to get ready to go out. I walked back over to my room to discover about 5 people sitting around drinking and reading all my magazines. I got my shower stuff, took a shower as quickly as possible because I was afraid something was definitely going to be broken. I came back, checked to see if everything was intact, and got dressed and left. So Justin and I went over to a frat house, I didn’t drink and ended up listening some senior tell me stories of how he did coke in Las Vegas while ordering strippers from the phone book until about 5 in the morning. I did get a girls phone number though ; ) I came back… noticed someone sleeping in Pat’s bed, two people sleeping on the futon… I shrugged and just fell asleep. I’ve definitely gotten used to finding random strangers sleeping in my room.
Sunday…. Super Bowl Sunday!!!! My favorite holiday of the year. Yes, I called it a holiday because that is what it is. A day of celebrating our best football teams and watching them battle each other for about 4 hours while eating burgers and franks. I’m super glad that the Patriots won for several reasons. One, this way, whenever I turn on the television I won’t have to stare at TO’s ugly face and listen to him waste oxygen on the 849 reason’s why he is the best football player in the world. Two, I like the Patriot. They are a very humble team that really doesn’t call for attention and they just play the game because they like playing, not because they want to be the next Dion Sanders. Three, I have no three… I never have a three. But it always seems like you need a three. Well, make up your own three if you’re really bothered by it. Well, that’s it for the weekend. Next weekend looks like it be a little less crazy but still will be crazy because I’M GOING HOME!!!