Girl gone wild
Today I was supposed to go to the Sox v Tigers game, but it was cancelled. Alex Congi and I decided to intoxicate our bodies with alcohol despite the lack of activity. I've been drinking far too much beer, wine, and champagne, so I asked our friend to buy me something girly. He buys me a pint of Bacardi. I drink all of the rum. So it's Thursday, and I'm wasted like it's the first day of college. I ended up hitting a bowl and a blunt; I don't even remember how this happened. Eventually, I was back in Congi's room with her and Simon, but I decided I had to go back to my room, because I was entirely too wasted and it was like...8 o’clock. I'm lame; I know. I go back to the third floor I suppose, but I don't remember. Next thing I know, it’s late. I'm on the 17th floor in a Fraser High School t-shirt and pink and black Victoria Secret panties banging on Alex's door, telling girls I will kill them, and frantically looking for my cell phone and, you know, my pants. Alex doesn't answer the door, so I walk down 17 flights of stairs because I don't want to run into anyone on the elevator with my no clothes. So, someone on the third floor lets me in, and I apologize for my condition. I walk in my room, which was unlocked, and all my things are here. My phone has six missed calls. What happened to me? Did aliens abduct me? Why didn’t I put on any pants? Why did a pint of Bacardi make me run around like a Girls Gone Wild? I am so confused.