The Weekend:
Wow...here's my weekend:
Friday I went over to Steph's house to just chill and whatever cause we hadn't just hung out in forever. We ordered pizza from Hungry Howie's and got some delicious Howie bread and then Andy came over and talked to us about his new tongue ring (riveting I tell you) and then Jacky came over and ate out pizza, then Nick came home from work and ate more of our pizza...dammit...lol. Then Jacky went to the store to get us some taffy with her "new" ID. Meanwhile I beeped Harley to see if anything was going on at his new house, and he said we could only come over if we brought carpet squares or rugs. So Steph and I decided to humor him and we found an old heart-shaped nasty rug to bring over. We went over to Har's and met up with Kristen there. It was good times. We played a lot of tippy cup and I kick ass at that game, if I do say so myself. And I do. I got a little drunk and Steph and I decided that swing dancing was a great idea. I tried to throw her around like I thought she was Angela's size...haha. Needless to say I was super sore on Saturday morning/afternoon.
Saturday I sat around for a good portion of the day trying to recuperate from Friday night. Then I called Steph to see if she wanted to hang out or whatever and to find out how she was feeling. She said that Brian Crater had called Kristen and asked if we wanted to come out to Wayland for his 18th birthday party...oh hell yeah! I hadn't seen the Craters in forever! Nick is soooooo deliciously hot! Anyway...I was excited about that and started getting ready right away, which i don't often do. Kristen called me and told me that we weren't going anymore cause she didn't want to drive all the way out to Wayland and then get trashed and have to drive home, and she didnt' want to stay there all night either. So I, being the super duper friend that I am...decided that I would be the designated driver. It sounded like a great idea at the time, since I don't feel that I need to drink to have a good time. So we drive out there, in Kristen's car...no big deal. Turns out it's a bonfire/barn party. And I'm pretty sure it was high school party. There were kegs and drinks being offered left and right. I held fast though and didn't partake. I did indulge in a bit of watermelon though. Anyway, Steph and Kristen drank and drank and drank, as did everyone else at the huge party...I was so bored and irritated. They had a DJ and everything and I still didn't have fun. I was so worried about Steph the whole time that I didn't have time to have fun. She got so wasted that she had to be carried to the car. She kept falling all over everyone and almost fell into the fire. I saw a girl from my World Civ class there, and once the wet tshirt contest ensued, I saw her boobs. Great. After the booby show, she assured me that she normally doesn't do stuff like that, but I don't really care, lol. I didn't even know her name til she told me on Saturday. Anyway, on the ride home I had to stop several times for Steph to puke, and once for Dan. I helped her into her house, and then handed her over to Nick.
Sunday I layed around ALL DAY. I did absolutely nothing and it was spectacular. I better stop writing now before this becomes a novel. Until next time...
Friday I went over to Steph's house to just chill and whatever cause we hadn't just hung out in forever. We ordered pizza from Hungry Howie's and got some delicious Howie bread and then Andy came over and talked to us about his new tongue ring (riveting I tell you) and then Jacky came over and ate out pizza, then Nick came home from work and ate more of our pizza...dammit...lol. Then Jacky went to the store to get us some taffy with her "new" ID. Meanwhile I beeped Harley to see if anything was going on at his new house, and he said we could only come over if we brought carpet squares or rugs. So Steph and I decided to humor him and we found an old heart-shaped nasty rug to bring over. We went over to Har's and met up with Kristen there. It was good times. We played a lot of tippy cup and I kick ass at that game, if I do say so myself. And I do. I got a little drunk and Steph and I decided that swing dancing was a great idea. I tried to throw her around like I thought she was Angela's size...haha. Needless to say I was super sore on Saturday morning/afternoon.
Saturday I sat around for a good portion of the day trying to recuperate from Friday night. Then I called Steph to see if she wanted to hang out or whatever and to find out how she was feeling. She said that Brian Crater had called Kristen and asked if we wanted to come out to Wayland for his 18th birthday party...oh hell yeah! I hadn't seen the Craters in forever! Nick is soooooo deliciously hot! Anyway...I was excited about that and started getting ready right away, which i don't often do. Kristen called me and told me that we weren't going anymore cause she didn't want to drive all the way out to Wayland and then get trashed and have to drive home, and she didnt' want to stay there all night either. So I, being the super duper friend that I am...decided that I would be the designated driver. It sounded like a great idea at the time, since I don't feel that I need to drink to have a good time. So we drive out there, in Kristen's car...no big deal. Turns out it's a bonfire/barn party. And I'm pretty sure it was high school party. There were kegs and drinks being offered left and right. I held fast though and didn't partake. I did indulge in a bit of watermelon though. Anyway, Steph and Kristen drank and drank and drank, as did everyone else at the huge party...I was so bored and irritated. They had a DJ and everything and I still didn't have fun. I was so worried about Steph the whole time that I didn't have time to have fun. She got so wasted that she had to be carried to the car. She kept falling all over everyone and almost fell into the fire. I saw a girl from my World Civ class there, and once the wet tshirt contest ensued, I saw her boobs. Great. After the booby show, she assured me that she normally doesn't do stuff like that, but I don't really care, lol. I didn't even know her name til she told me on Saturday. Anyway, on the ride home I had to stop several times for Steph to puke, and once for Dan. I helped her into her house, and then handed her over to Nick.
Sunday I layed around ALL DAY. I did absolutely nothing and it was spectacular. I better stop writing now before this becomes a novel. Until next time...