Drunk Drunkity Drunk Drunk
Who gets drunk at 9:30 on a Friday? Oh ya, me! Good 'ol George took some rounds and bought the floor alcohol. I got a six pack of smirnoff orange twisted, and it was devine. Less than two lil bottles of that stuff got me drunk! I am LESS THAN a two-beer queer! The entire floor planned on pre-gaming to a late night movie, but the alcoholic in me just couldn't wait until midnight, so I stayed in. Then, I received SO many comments from people about how "bad" I am in public while I'm drunk, but to my own defense... well, I guess I don't really have to dignify their concern with a response. I never got anybody in trouble while we were out (and they were so mad becasue I "almost" did, apparently), so they had no right to get so bitchy. Anyway, I realized that I didn't want to go out with them in public if they felt that way, so I started telling everyone I was staying in. I REALLY needed a break from people, and it's not really a them thing, it's a me thing; sometimes I just need a night to myself, and I got it, and I'm ok now. I watched Return of the Jedi, possibly one of the best movies EVER and started to play my new Lord of the Rings RPG for the Xbox when Eric, Phil, Laura, Adam, Liz, Cailyn (new girl) and George walked in (I almost wrote "barged in", but I realized that sounds a bit rude. Haha). Laura, god bless her, was obviously drunk off her ass and quite social. George kept running out of my room to see what was going on in the hall, and this made me paranoid beyond belief. At 2:30 in the morning, you don't want to be making noise in the hall, George. Liz was in and out before I knew it as well, but she's not obnoxious at all, so it's all good. Eric, being the clever kid that he is, wanted me to use my radio to make that static-y sound, so I did. He then proceeded to call people and left creepy messages on their voicemails. Seeing as they just saw, "white noise," this made perfect sense really. Then Phil, Eric, and myself retreated to Eric's room to watch an episode of Sex & the City. I then went back to my room to catch some zzz's.
I don't remember my dreams often, but when I do, it's awesome. Last night I had a dream that I was in a boy band with these four wicked hot guys. We were headlining a concert, and on the stage were two rows of these cubby things that you could sit in. There must have been about 100 cubbies per row, all touching. In the second row farthest from the stage, me and this wicked hot blonde were sitting like 20 cubbies apart centered amongst the 100 cubbies. I was throwing starbursts at him, and he was getting mad, but cute mad. We were flirtin' it up, you might say. After I hit him on the head, he said, "Now it's ON!!!" and he threw a ping pong ball at me. I deflected it, and then continued to throw random starbursts at him! Then, Adam woke me up and asked if I wanted breakfast. WEIRDEST DREAM...
I don't remember my dreams often, but when I do, it's awesome. Last night I had a dream that I was in a boy band with these four wicked hot guys. We were headlining a concert, and on the stage were two rows of these cubby things that you could sit in. There must have been about 100 cubbies per row, all touching. In the second row farthest from the stage, me and this wicked hot blonde were sitting like 20 cubbies apart centered amongst the 100 cubbies. I was throwing starbursts at him, and he was getting mad, but cute mad. We were flirtin' it up, you might say. After I hit him on the head, he said, "Now it's ON!!!" and he threw a ping pong ball at me. I deflected it, and then continued to throw random starbursts at him! Then, Adam woke me up and asked if I wanted breakfast. WEIRDEST DREAM...