Party-time
Last Friday night was a BLAST. I have not been that drunk in I don't know how long. In fact, it was only the second time that I have ever gotten sick from drinking too much alcohol. The first time was in Portugal. Anyway, Friday night, Leigh Anne, Tom, me, and a bunch of other people went to Bogarts in Jacksonville for 25-cent drafts. I'm not much of a beer drinker, but it's cheap, so I'll drink it. I was trashed. I don't know how much I had to drink, but I don't remember bits and pieces of that night. I don't really remember dancing at the bar, but there are pictures to prove it. Afterward, like is tradition, we went to BJ's, a restaurant in town where most the drunk people go for food. I remember getting water, saying that I didn't want anything to drink....and then I passed out. At some point, I woke-up and practically ran to the bathroom, barely making it before I got sick. Then I went back to our table, and passed out again. And today I realized that I don't remember anything after that. All I know is that we left BJ's and then went back to campus. But I don't remember any of it.
Then on Saturday night, Mel had a keg at her house. That weekend was supposed to be drunken bliss, but I over did it on Friday; so Saturday night, I couldn't really drink anything. The taste of alcohol was just not appealing and my stomach didn't really like it either. But that was okay b/c sometimes (emphasis on sometimes) I like to watch drunk people. Craner couldn't walk, Alex was apparently climbing the rafter in the garage, and I got to talk to Mel's military boy, who's in Iraq, on the internet and on the phone. It was a fun night.
Finally, Sunday came. Sunday was the day of the induction ceremony. We currently have five wonderful pledges and I'm excited that Tom and Leigh Anne are pledging. I think they'll have more fun with it than they expect to. Other than that, nothing extraordinary happened on Sunday. It was great end to a fun weekend.
Then on Saturday night, Mel had a keg at her house. That weekend was supposed to be drunken bliss, but I over did it on Friday; so Saturday night, I couldn't really drink anything. The taste of alcohol was just not appealing and my stomach didn't really like it either. But that was okay b/c sometimes (emphasis on sometimes) I like to watch drunk people. Craner couldn't walk, Alex was apparently climbing the rafter in the garage, and I got to talk to Mel's military boy, who's in Iraq, on the internet and on the phone. It was a fun night.
Finally, Sunday came. Sunday was the day of the induction ceremony. We currently have five wonderful pledges and I'm excited that Tom and Leigh Anne are pledging. I think they'll have more fun with it than they expect to. Other than that, nothing extraordinary happened on Sunday. It was great end to a fun weekend.