Stupid people who are 21
Okay....WCU = dry campus. That is understood. So why do people living right across the street insist on trying to get around that rule??? The boy and I were sitting in front of Tyson, smoking a cigarette when these losers come up to the door, totally inebriated and one is holding an OPENED Bud Light. Stupidity leak! It gets better! Someone in Goshen was tossing beer cans out a window so naturally the cops were all over it. They just happened to notice the losers and approached them. I'm sitting there, scared stiff that they're gonna smell the alcohol on me and question me about it....thank god I didn't drink enough to be messed up. I just sat there and watched the spectacle unfold, too afraid to say anything or scuttle back into the dorms. FREAKY!
On a lighter note! We went down to Shaundi's to drink a little, and on our way back to the bus stop we discovered this huge toad. Naturally, me being the person I am, I smuggled him onto the bus and took him back to North campus with us. By the time we got back to Tyson his name was Clifford and everyone was laughing at me for talking to him the whole way back. He was trying to wiggle away from me! Silly Clifford. I scared a bunch of pussies outside Tyson with him (one girl was terrified of him, a harmless little toad!) and he did manage to escape from me twice, so Steve convinced me to place Clifford in the bushes. I miss my toad.
We did the lunch thing at Iron Hill today, and met one of Steve's friends there named Lisa. She's cool people. There's some kind of restaurant fair on Gay St. today, so dinner will be consumed up there. JUNK FOOD!! CHAAAAA! Becky = a little nuts from lack of sleep.
On a lighter note! We went down to Shaundi's to drink a little, and on our way back to the bus stop we discovered this huge toad. Naturally, me being the person I am, I smuggled him onto the bus and took him back to North campus with us. By the time we got back to Tyson his name was Clifford and everyone was laughing at me for talking to him the whole way back. He was trying to wiggle away from me! Silly Clifford. I scared a bunch of pussies outside Tyson with him (one girl was terrified of him, a harmless little toad!) and he did manage to escape from me twice, so Steve convinced me to place Clifford in the bushes. I miss my toad.
We did the lunch thing at Iron Hill today, and met one of Steve's friends there named Lisa. She's cool people. There's some kind of restaurant fair on Gay St. today, so dinner will be consumed up there. JUNK FOOD!! CHAAAAA! Becky = a little nuts from lack of sleep.