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Last night was an interesting night. It's been a hard weekend - I have tons of work to do that I just can't seem to finish, I got some not-so-good, very anxiety-inducing news, and oh, wait - more work!
So last night was Robyn's birthday party. Because of the news I got yesterday I was depressed and anxious and didn't want to be by myself. So I did lots of work all day as much as I could (still made next to no progress) and then around 3:30 I went over to Maymont Park to visit my tree, Calliope, and fit the skirt on her. Turns out I brought a random piece of tulle and not the crinoline I made (a crinoline is an underskirt that adds lots and lots of volume to the skirt). So I couldn't check that and I have to hope and pray it fits correctly, but I did check on the fit of the circle skirt, and that is fine. It's a little tight right now but when I finish off the "waist" (I don't really know what to call it except that) it will be a little bigger and fit perfectly. Then I went over to Julie, Sarah, and Allison's, thinking I could do my work there, with them, but I had to stop at Pollack (where all my classes are held) first and get some stuff out of my locker (yes, I'm in college and have a locker - it's been incredibly helpful). However I apparently forgot my card to let me in the building so I continued on to Allison, Sarah, and Julie's to work there in the company of friends. And when I got there I discovered that I had left my work in my apartment. So we just hung out. It was only a few hours before the party anyway. I was hanging out with the three of them and Jessica. Sarah and Allison decided to put on bathing suits and shower together in Allison's bathroom while Julie and I did our makeup in what I call the "common" bathroom (it's the one that Sarah and Julie share, as well as the one that guests use). Allison and Sarah were still in their towels when Tom showed up to pregame. I had a couple glasses of wine (over the period of three hours or so) - which is usually my limit for the night. But Julie and Allison just kept reminding me I could stay with them. And then Patrick came over. So Tom and Patrick and Allison decided to go to Patrick and Flick's apartment to play video games and have more drinks. They told us they would be back in "57 minutes and 35 seconds" (why, I'm not sure). They weren't, but Julie and Jessica and I just hung out some more with no drinks. But after way more than 57 minutes and 35 seconds as we were getting bored, Julie's friend Joel from UR showed up. More on him later. So we're really bored and we decide to walk the 100 feet or so to Patrick and Flick's apartment and hang out there. We were just sitting around there, instead, though. Some of the guys were playing a very noncompetitive game of beer pong. Flick left to go to work, but David and Josh and Patrick (a different Patrick, within the Jew Crew when we want to distinguish between the many Patricks, we call him "Catholic Patrick") showed up and there were lots of vodka shots done - even two (small ones - not whole 1 ouncers) on my part. I've never done shots before, so Josh showed me how to do it so that it doesn't quite taste like rubbing alcohol. It still did, though, a little. Anyway, we decided it was a good time to go to Robyn's party, so I went back over to Julie and Sarah and Allison's apartment to grab my stuff and Jessica went with me. We thought we were meeting back at Patrick and Flick's apartment, but when we got back it was just Patrick and Catholic Patrick - everyone else had gone over to Robyn's or other places. I had had four drinks by that point - I felt fine but also knew that even though I felt fine I shouldn't drive (not that I was planning to go home yet anyway). Jessica, on the other hand, had about an entire bottle of wine by herself. I however, didn't realize this. So when she said she wanted to go to Kroger and get a different one I thought she just didn't like what she had. So we walked down there and she got the same kind I was drinking - but they wouldn't sell it to her because I was with her and I'm underage. It's a freaking supermarket and I was there to get real food too - I was hungry and thirsty (for a nonalcoholic drink). So I had an extra bottle of the stuff and told her she could take mine and replace it later. If I had realized that she had already had a whole bottle by herself I wouldn't have offered, but I didn't know. Anyway, we walked back to Robyn's and just hung out there. Patrick dissected Disney movie's real meanings for me (like how the Genie in "Aladdin" is actually a metaphor for Viagra, and that Jasmine would have never been with Aladdin if he didn't have the Genie). Then we played Kings. I had two more drinks. All of this before midnight. Before 11, I think. The party broke up quickly after that, so Julie and Allison and Jessica and Joel and I went back to Julie and Allison and Sarah's across the street, and tried to get Jessica back home. Joel offered to walk her, being the quasi-gentleman he is (again, more on that to follow), but she had issues with Joel and wouldn't let him. She said she was walking by herself. So Julie (sober, despite doing a few shots - roughly 3 1/2, more than I've ever ever seen her drink) and Allison walked her home. I stayed and kept Joel company. I want to say that despite the fact that I had more drinks last night than I usually have in an entire month I was not trashed. A little drunk, yes. But by no means trashed. Anyway, Julie and Allison got back and the four of us hung around, until Arielle and her boyfriend Tim and their friend Bihn came over. Tim was totally trashed and for the second time out of the bunch I've met him, very pleasant. And hilarious. I've got to say that even if I was totally sober, a lot of this night would have been hysterically funny, namely Patrick's depiction of Disney movies and Tim totally trashed. Then Flick came over and Arielle and Tim and Bihn left. Flick and Joel and Julie and Allison and I stayed up talking very late about lots of stuff, until Flick left. Joel left soon after and I, having finally sobered up, left around 4am.
Joel was very nice while Julie and Allison were walking Jessica home. I liked him and I could see what Julie likes about him. But when Julie and Allison got back, I discovered that I am on the fence about Joel. There were some things I liked that he said, the way he was honest and open about stuff. And then there was the things that made me hate him. For example, we were talking about money and he refused to believe that my uncle is freakin' rich. He looked him up online until he finally accepted that he's rich - although he still doesn't believe that my uncle is as rich as I say he is (and I know he's probably richer than I say he is). He refuses to accept that my mother, a physical therapist with a doctorate is a real, medical doctor. Despite the fact that she not a PhD, she's a DPT (doctor of physical therapy), she owns her own practice, goes through insurance to get her money, and did rounds and rotations and cadaver dissections while she was in medical school. And when I defended my mother, mentioning this, he said, "Well, if she were really a medical doctor, you wouldn't feel the need to defend her so much." Does he never defend his family? Right before he left, he was tossing an orange in the air and catching it and I told him he should be careful, I had been using it as a pincushion earlier before I found a better place to put the pins I was using. So he said "I bet you're the girl who pokes holes in condoms to get preggers." And he didn't say it jokingly. Him saying that made me lose any respect for him that I had. It is untrue, rude, and totally out of line. I wanted to throttle him. He left quickly after that. I guess I'm not so much on the fence about Joel as I just don't like him.
So last night was Robyn's birthday party. Because of the news I got yesterday I was depressed and anxious and didn't want to be by myself. So I did lots of work all day as much as I could (still made next to no progress) and then around 3:30 I went over to Maymont Park to visit my tree, Calliope, and fit the skirt on her. Turns out I brought a random piece of tulle and not the crinoline I made (a crinoline is an underskirt that adds lots and lots of volume to the skirt). So I couldn't check that and I have to hope and pray it fits correctly, but I did check on the fit of the circle skirt, and that is fine. It's a little tight right now but when I finish off the "waist" (I don't really know what to call it except that) it will be a little bigger and fit perfectly. Then I went over to Julie, Sarah, and Allison's, thinking I could do my work there, with them, but I had to stop at Pollack (where all my classes are held) first and get some stuff out of my locker (yes, I'm in college and have a locker - it's been incredibly helpful). However I apparently forgot my card to let me in the building so I continued on to Allison, Sarah, and Julie's to work there in the company of friends. And when I got there I discovered that I had left my work in my apartment. So we just hung out. It was only a few hours before the party anyway. I was hanging out with the three of them and Jessica. Sarah and Allison decided to put on bathing suits and shower together in Allison's bathroom while Julie and I did our makeup in what I call the "common" bathroom (it's the one that Sarah and Julie share, as well as the one that guests use). Allison and Sarah were still in their towels when Tom showed up to pregame. I had a couple glasses of wine (over the period of three hours or so) - which is usually my limit for the night. But Julie and Allison just kept reminding me I could stay with them. And then Patrick came over. So Tom and Patrick and Allison decided to go to Patrick and Flick's apartment to play video games and have more drinks. They told us they would be back in "57 minutes and 35 seconds" (why, I'm not sure). They weren't, but Julie and Jessica and I just hung out some more with no drinks. But after way more than 57 minutes and 35 seconds as we were getting bored, Julie's friend Joel from UR showed up. More on him later. So we're really bored and we decide to walk the 100 feet or so to Patrick and Flick's apartment and hang out there. We were just sitting around there, instead, though. Some of the guys were playing a very noncompetitive game of beer pong. Flick left to go to work, but David and Josh and Patrick (a different Patrick, within the Jew Crew when we want to distinguish between the many Patricks, we call him "Catholic Patrick") showed up and there were lots of vodka shots done - even two (small ones - not whole 1 ouncers) on my part. I've never done shots before, so Josh showed me how to do it so that it doesn't quite taste like rubbing alcohol. It still did, though, a little. Anyway, we decided it was a good time to go to Robyn's party, so I went back over to Julie and Sarah and Allison's apartment to grab my stuff and Jessica went with me. We thought we were meeting back at Patrick and Flick's apartment, but when we got back it was just Patrick and Catholic Patrick - everyone else had gone over to Robyn's or other places. I had had four drinks by that point - I felt fine but also knew that even though I felt fine I shouldn't drive (not that I was planning to go home yet anyway). Jessica, on the other hand, had about an entire bottle of wine by herself. I however, didn't realize this. So when she said she wanted to go to Kroger and get a different one I thought she just didn't like what she had. So we walked down there and she got the same kind I was drinking - but they wouldn't sell it to her because I was with her and I'm underage. It's a freaking supermarket and I was there to get real food too - I was hungry and thirsty (for a nonalcoholic drink). So I had an extra bottle of the stuff and told her she could take mine and replace it later. If I had realized that she had already had a whole bottle by herself I wouldn't have offered, but I didn't know. Anyway, we walked back to Robyn's and just hung out there. Patrick dissected Disney movie's real meanings for me (like how the Genie in "Aladdin" is actually a metaphor for Viagra, and that Jasmine would have never been with Aladdin if he didn't have the Genie). Then we played Kings. I had two more drinks. All of this before midnight. Before 11, I think. The party broke up quickly after that, so Julie and Allison and Jessica and Joel and I went back to Julie and Allison and Sarah's across the street, and tried to get Jessica back home. Joel offered to walk her, being the quasi-gentleman he is (again, more on that to follow), but she had issues with Joel and wouldn't let him. She said she was walking by herself. So Julie (sober, despite doing a few shots - roughly 3 1/2, more than I've ever ever seen her drink) and Allison walked her home. I stayed and kept Joel company. I want to say that despite the fact that I had more drinks last night than I usually have in an entire month I was not trashed. A little drunk, yes. But by no means trashed. Anyway, Julie and Allison got back and the four of us hung around, until Arielle and her boyfriend Tim and their friend Bihn came over. Tim was totally trashed and for the second time out of the bunch I've met him, very pleasant. And hilarious. I've got to say that even if I was totally sober, a lot of this night would have been hysterically funny, namely Patrick's depiction of Disney movies and Tim totally trashed. Then Flick came over and Arielle and Tim and Bihn left. Flick and Joel and Julie and Allison and I stayed up talking very late about lots of stuff, until Flick left. Joel left soon after and I, having finally sobered up, left around 4am.
Joel was very nice while Julie and Allison were walking Jessica home. I liked him and I could see what Julie likes about him. But when Julie and Allison got back, I discovered that I am on the fence about Joel. There were some things I liked that he said, the way he was honest and open about stuff. And then there was the things that made me hate him. For example, we were talking about money and he refused to believe that my uncle is freakin' rich. He looked him up online until he finally accepted that he's rich - although he still doesn't believe that my uncle is as rich as I say he is (and I know he's probably richer than I say he is). He refuses to accept that my mother, a physical therapist with a doctorate is a real, medical doctor. Despite the fact that she not a PhD, she's a DPT (doctor of physical therapy), she owns her own practice, goes through insurance to get her money, and did rounds and rotations and cadaver dissections while she was in medical school. And when I defended my mother, mentioning this, he said, "Well, if she were really a medical doctor, you wouldn't feel the need to defend her so much." Does he never defend his family? Right before he left, he was tossing an orange in the air and catching it and I told him he should be careful, I had been using it as a pincushion earlier before I found a better place to put the pins I was using. So he said "I bet you're the girl who pokes holes in condoms to get preggers." And he didn't say it jokingly. Him saying that made me lose any respect for him that I had. It is untrue, rude, and totally out of line. I wanted to throttle him. He left quickly after that. I guess I'm not so much on the fence about Joel as I just don't like him.