pace the stairs to your apartment like that's where you want to be
i'm finally home! i know everyone is just DYING to see me, but i will not rejoin the living until 1 or so. i took the phone out of my room because i don't want to hear from anyone unless your name just so happens to be james george litherland the fourth, which it probably isn't because he does not read my livejournal. but after 1 i will prepare to get my party on. or...something.
the last day/night was so hectic. sammy told me the room inspection was at six, and she really wanted to win the cleanest room award and get free summer study sweatpants. so i cleaned my butt off for 30 minutes while sammy sat on the bed yelling at me to motivate me ("it's tough love") and then revealed at five minutes to six that i actually had an hour left to finish cleaning. damn her and her manipulation! but i will miss the girl. i will miss yelling at the top of my lungs about our disaster area of a room, giggling myself silly at the same time.
at the final banquet, we had fun with the comments box ("how i spent my summer vacation" by danielle singer: i smoked SO MUCH pot, got drunk, fucked college boys, tried acid, and spent over $2000 on glass pieces...by the way, shelby smells). afterwords, danielle took her hookah to james' room for some show and tell. i was all excited because i thought we might smoke out of it again, even if it was just sheesha (sp???), but she didn't want to risk her ass unless it was for pot. so instead i hopped out some dude's window with madison and ariel and we ran from shadow to shadow until we arrived at aden hall. there, those two lovely ladies proceeded to spend some final "quality" time with their college boys, while we drank a good amount of their vodka. twenty minutes later i was instructed to fake a phone call from danielle saying david was doing a room check, so we left and creeped back into our dorm, now heavily intoxicated. this was the fun part. i was very drunk, followed by very loud, followed by very horny, followed by very, VERY upset. at 5:30 things started winding down, and i was sitting outside with james smoking a cigarette when i realized i only had two hours left with him. lack of sleep and inebriation triggered my emoness and i started crying. i went back upstairs to blow my nose, only to come back and find that baughb (6'9 SA camped out on a mattress in the hallway to prevent invasion of the female kind) would not let me back into james' room! that bastard. so it made me even more sad because james was standing at the end of the hallway, trying to stay in plain view of baughb so he wouldn't get in trouble, while i was around the corner hidden from baughb holding his hand. baughb knew i was there, of course, but he let me stay because he couldn't see me so i guess he pretended not to notice. worst two hours of my life, i swear. my SA eventually fell asleep so james and i went up to my room and laid in my bed staring out the window. then he got on a bus to go to the airport along with danielle and my roommate, the only two other people i really liked. so i was alone and very upset for three hours until my brother came to pick me up.
the fortunate ending to this tragic tale is that at precisely 11:45 i arrived at fort lauderdale international airport and received a phone call from james. he wanted to make sure he had my cell phone number right and wanted to tell me he was going to philadelphia to get cheese steak sandwiches. this should be an interesting relationship from D.C. to florida...yes, yes it will.
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the last day/night was so hectic. sammy told me the room inspection was at six, and she really wanted to win the cleanest room award and get free summer study sweatpants. so i cleaned my butt off for 30 minutes while sammy sat on the bed yelling at me to motivate me ("it's tough love") and then revealed at five minutes to six that i actually had an hour left to finish cleaning. damn her and her manipulation! but i will miss the girl. i will miss yelling at the top of my lungs about our disaster area of a room, giggling myself silly at the same time.
at the final banquet, we had fun with the comments box ("how i spent my summer vacation" by danielle singer: i smoked SO MUCH pot, got drunk, fucked college boys, tried acid, and spent over $2000 on glass pieces...by the way, shelby smells). afterwords, danielle took her hookah to james' room for some show and tell. i was all excited because i thought we might smoke out of it again, even if it was just sheesha (sp???), but she didn't want to risk her ass unless it was for pot. so instead i hopped out some dude's window with madison and ariel and we ran from shadow to shadow until we arrived at aden hall. there, those two lovely ladies proceeded to spend some final "quality" time with their college boys, while we drank a good amount of their vodka. twenty minutes later i was instructed to fake a phone call from danielle saying david was doing a room check, so we left and creeped back into our dorm, now heavily intoxicated. this was the fun part. i was very drunk, followed by very loud, followed by very horny, followed by very, VERY upset. at 5:30 things started winding down, and i was sitting outside with james smoking a cigarette when i realized i only had two hours left with him. lack of sleep and inebriation triggered my emoness and i started crying. i went back upstairs to blow my nose, only to come back and find that baughb (6'9 SA camped out on a mattress in the hallway to prevent invasion of the female kind) would not let me back into james' room! that bastard. so it made me even more sad because james was standing at the end of the hallway, trying to stay in plain view of baughb so he wouldn't get in trouble, while i was around the corner hidden from baughb holding his hand. baughb knew i was there, of course, but he let me stay because he couldn't see me so i guess he pretended not to notice. worst two hours of my life, i swear. my SA eventually fell asleep so james and i went up to my room and laid in my bed staring out the window. then he got on a bus to go to the airport along with danielle and my roommate, the only two other people i really liked. so i was alone and very upset for three hours until my brother came to pick me up.
the fortunate ending to this tragic tale is that at precisely 11:45 i arrived at fort lauderdale international airport and received a phone call from james. he wanted to make sure he had my cell phone number right and wanted to tell me he was going to philadelphia to get cheese steak sandwiches. this should be an interesting relationship from D.C. to florida...yes, yes it will.
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