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Last night was the Farewell Dinner. This means, Greek food, dancing, and wine. Free. As such, we all drank way too much. Everyone was completely wasted, including professors. This still didn't keep me from going out with friends and profs to a nearby bar and then telling one prof, who is luckily not MY prof, that he is completely full of shit, which he is, for the next three hours. He loved it. And was afraid that I could see through him so completely.
Anyway, I got home around three, did some drunken Latin, and passed out. YAY! It is going to be so weird back in America when I want to go out until three on a Tuesday night. Everyone will be like, "WTF? You be crazy, ho." And I'll just have to be like, "Na, bra. This be just the way things done in Greece." Strangely, I am very much accustomed to going out ridiculously late on school nights, then doing my homework, then passing out for two hours, going to classes, and repeating the cycle over and over again. It is really quite exhausting but entertaining.
Who will come drinking with me on Tuesday nights next semester? Arielle...Jacob...come on. I know I won't have to convince my housemates! I am really looking forward to living with those crazy girls (and Drew).
From my reading of the UPS livejournals, I must say that you all need one, healthy, drunk, night of fun out at a bar with booze and dancing. Don't think. Just do it. You'll thank me later.
Anyway, I got home around three, did some drunken Latin, and passed out. YAY! It is going to be so weird back in America when I want to go out until three on a Tuesday night. Everyone will be like, "WTF? You be crazy, ho." And I'll just have to be like, "Na, bra. This be just the way things done in Greece." Strangely, I am very much accustomed to going out ridiculously late on school nights, then doing my homework, then passing out for two hours, going to classes, and repeating the cycle over and over again. It is really quite exhausting but entertaining.
Who will come drinking with me on Tuesday nights next semester? Arielle...Jacob...come on. I know I won't have to convince my housemates! I am really looking forward to living with those crazy girls (and Drew).
From my reading of the UPS livejournals, I must say that you all need one, healthy, drunk, night of fun out at a bar with booze and dancing. Don't think. Just do it. You'll thank me later.