WAYSIDE Stories!
In Big Rapids, we have our favorite dance club called RiverRock. There's a few others that are in town, but this is our favorite spot to go. WELL. Here's a few classic stories about my friends and I going to Central Michigan and partying there; mainly at the dance club called Wayside.
The first time I went to Wayside was with my friends Rachel, Ben, and Brittany. It was a relaxing evening for the most part. We hung out at my brother Luke's and drank and played some drinking games. Oh, we also dominated the Wii and Guitar Hero.
Warning: The WII = straining muscles.
We decide to go to the dance club called Wayside. Everyone was going there. It was homecoming week at Central, so it was a big deal. It was PACKED. It was fun.
Me, Brittany, Ben, and Rachel are dancing in a little group for some time at Wayside -- we were going to meet up w/ Luke and his buddies later on that night and get more drinks. We pre-gamed at Luke's of course.
Well, we get there, and we're dancing...and all of a sudden I'm grabbed from behind and get taken away from my group. I'm dancing with this guy grinding up on me in the front. I'm kind of laughing because it caught me off guard and I was tipsy, to say the least. Well, it doesn't end there...ANOTHER guy comes up behind me and grinds me from behind. I'm in a GRIND SANDWICH. Delicious. The guy in front of me was hot, needless to say I had beer goggles on, but even so...he was hot at the time if not now...that's all that counts.
The guy behind me, I don't know so much. I couldn't really see him. He was out of my periph. It's difficult to try and tilt your head back and sideways and focus on a guy normally behind you...all the while drunk.
It's not that easy. Trust me. I tried. Multiple times. It probably looked very strange, but I didn't care. And quite frankly, I don't care. I don't know these guys names even. So it's all fine!
So we're dancing, I'm digging it. They are VERY much digging it. Boners at the front and back door. It was intense (haha, in tents).
Anywho!
The guy in front of me pulls up his shirt and the guy behind me grabs my hand, making me rub down the guy in front of me. It was strange. I try to pull away, but sure enough they do it again. So I finally get my hand away -- I'm laughing too hard at this point. It was just strange. At least the guy in front had abs. That was fine. So I played stupid the last time and let them guide me rubbing his abs. haha. It was cool. THEN. The guy in front starts unbuttoning his pants and such...and grabs my hands and SHOVES them down his pants, and guiding me to GRAB him.
And I mean GRAB.
Don't make me pull out a thesaurus.
It wasn't just through the pants. Nor was it just through the boxers. Oh no, my friends. It was full skin-on-skin contact there.
He was hard.
He was big.
And it was strange.
I pulled my hands away after I really realized what was going on. haha. Yet he tried to get me do it again. And of course, I was too drunk to really fight him. And I did it anyways. This time...not so...well...I did it on my own drunken free-will. haha. Gah, I'm horrible.
WELL.
Then the guy in front of me starts making out w/ me furiously. haha. It was nice. But strange, too. He was like pulling me into him, like humping me on the dance floor. haha. Right in public. And do you think the other guy was gone at this point? Oh no, he was on me even more now, putting his hands down my pants, feeling me up, trying to fuck me with his fingers.
Strange.
I pulled him outta there. Or I at least tried a couple times, but the guy in front was occupying me with the make-out session and dry humping he tried to pass off as dancing. haha.
And sure enough. The guy behind me grabs my head at one point and does like a Spiderman kiss...
Only not as hot...
Or romantic.
And without the whole rain and Spiderman suit.
THIS, my friends, pretty much ended the whole orgy on the dance floor. Which I'm thankful it happened because I'm sure if it went on any longer, me and the guy in front of me would have ditched the dance floor to somewhere...not so...dance-floory. I can't promise it wouldn't have been in public. I'm not stupid enough to leave w/ the guy who I don't know the name of. We just would've ended up in the back rooms. Ah. haha. I'm horrible for admitting it, but it's true.
Well. The guy behind me kisses me in that pseudo-Spiderman liplock...BITING my lip. It was NOT hot. It was strange. And more so painful.
My lip hurt the next morning.
And that pretty much ended the orgy on the dance floor b/c I just broke out laughing...and the danced away. And I never saw them again at ALL that night. haha. It was fabulous.
ANOTHER time at Wayside worth mentioning...was with Brittany, Rachel, and Jamie. We got some booze and pre-gamed at Luke's. Me and Brittany pretty much conquered half of Five O'Clock and half of Black Velvet (Canadian Whiskey) -- fifths, peoples. Fifths. We were trashed by the time we got to Wayside. Trashed.
I vaguely remember Rachel taking pictures of us drinking (she was the DD) and me pushing Brittany's head back every time we tried taking a picture. At one point I'm pretty sure I pushed her into the bathroom. Or something. I really don't remember. I just remember laughing really hard and she was somehow magically in the bathroom.
It was one of those nights where we chased the vodka with black velvet then chased THAT with Mike's. It was bad. BAD BAD BAD.
We got to Wayside, drank more. Bell Ringer -- MASSIVE drink. Gets you trashed just on that ALONE. And I got a gummy bear...or two, I don't remember. And a few long islands.
OH! I just asked Brittany about the bathroom thing...
wpgirl05 (11:58:00 PM): hey, the last time at central...when I was pushing your forehead, didn't I push you in the bathroom or something?
wpgirl05 (11:58:03 PM): You fell in the bathroom or something.
wpgirl05 (11:58:05 PM): I thinkl
wpgirl05 (11:58:07 PM): .think**
Brittab1307 (11:58:13 PM): lol
Brittab1307 (11:58:15 PM): no..
Brittab1307 (11:58:18 PM): i was like i have to pee
Brittab1307 (11:58:23 PM): you're like the bathrooms right there
Brittab1307 (11:58:27 PM): so you kept pushing me toward it
Brittab1307 (11:58:28 PM): lol
Brittab1307 (11:58:37 PM): you wouldnt let me sit up til i went
Brittab1307 (11:58:42 PM): dont you remember?
wpgirl05 (11:59:21 PM): hahaha
wpgirl05 (11:59:22 PM): no i don't
wpgirl05 (11:59:26 PM): i just remember something about the bathroom
wpgirl05 (11:59:28 PM): hahahah
wpgirl05 (11:59:29 PM): that's awesome
Brittab1307 (11:59:33 PM): lol
Brittab1307 (11:59:35 PM): wow
Brittab1307 (11:59:42 PM): i'm just glad the owl wasnt there when i walked out
The owl thing is another story to be told after this.
ANYWAY!
I don't remember that night very well. I do remember saying something to Jamie that I felt sick and she escorted me to the bathroom, pushing people away. And sure enough, I threw up. And I was roaring and ready to go again. That was in the beginning of the time there at Wayside. And apparently Brittany was watching me. She opened the stall door to see. haha. I don't remember that really at all either.
So as we danced...I was going in the cages a LOT and convincing people to go up in there with me. I'm pretty damn convincing b/c they sure did get in there. Well, I guess I fell out of the cages a few times, and these things are on platforms, so that explains the bruises on my knees and shins.
And I guess going up into the cages I kept falling on the stairs and such with my drinks. haha.
We also met up w/ some friends from Central there, so that was fun. I think. So I'm told anyways.
And sometime Brittany started crying b/c Rachel took mine and Brittany's phones away from us b/c we always drunk dial or text people. haha. Even though we DID tell Rachel to do that, Brittany still cried. haha. And after a minute, she forgot and was fine.
The drive home was interesting. Brittany and Jamie had to pee on the way home, so we pulled over and they did that. Me and Brittany were in the back seat b/c Jamie said she felt very sick. Well, Brittany passed out. I did for some time, too. Well. I woke up and was watching Brittany b/c she was rocking all over in the back...she started gagging and Jamie said I was like: "Guys...we might need to stop soon. Brittany looks sick....umm...yup...guys...we better stop. Brittany's gonna get sick." haha. And we pulled over. She threw up. We drove back.
My roomie was gone for the night. Brittany and I slept in my room. We were still drunk in the morning. I woke Brittany up at 6 apparently with me text messaging and telling her 'BRITTANY! BRITTANY! Wanna read my text messages?" haha.
And Josiah had to come in my room and literally pick me up and carry me out of bed. It was fabulous.
OKAY! NOW! For the owl thing.
Luke has this stuffed owl at his place. For some odd reason. Who knows. Well, Rachel and I decided to put it in front of the bathroom door when Brittany was peeing. And when Brittany walked out, the owl was there staring down at her and she fucking jumped and freaked out. It was SO hilarious.
AND.
That same night, we were walking around those apartments and taking pictures of us. It took forever to get a picture of us lying on the ground together b/c Brittany kept blinking. WELL. Out of the blue this guy comes and tackles us and wants to take a picture with us. So the guy that was with us takes a picture. Look at my facebook, you'll see it. Rachel was all smiley and nice in the picture. I am laughing extremely hard. I look like a cherry that's about to burst. haha. I really meant NOTHING by that. I didn't realize I used the word cherry until now. Oh well. And Brittany has her face covered b/c of the guy on her. haha.
All I heard throughout that entire thing from Brittany was:
"Stop breathing on me! You smell like doritos!" haha. It was classic. How she said it was priceless. Then the guy said something about finding him on facebook and putting that picture up.
Afterward we're like "WTF! We don't even KNOW who that guy IS!"
=) Good timesizzle.
What else is there to tell? Oh, there's so much. I don't know if I wrote about me falling out of my loft? I'm pretty sure I did. But if I didn't, well, I fell out of my loft on my roomie who was passed out. And as well as her chair. It was intense.
IN TENTS!
Umm.
Yes.
And an official Merry Christmas to you all! And to all, a good night.
The first time I went to Wayside was with my friends Rachel, Ben, and Brittany. It was a relaxing evening for the most part. We hung out at my brother Luke's and drank and played some drinking games. Oh, we also dominated the Wii and Guitar Hero.
Warning: The WII = straining muscles.
We decide to go to the dance club called Wayside. Everyone was going there. It was homecoming week at Central, so it was a big deal. It was PACKED. It was fun.
Me, Brittany, Ben, and Rachel are dancing in a little group for some time at Wayside -- we were going to meet up w/ Luke and his buddies later on that night and get more drinks. We pre-gamed at Luke's of course.
Well, we get there, and we're dancing...and all of a sudden I'm grabbed from behind and get taken away from my group. I'm dancing with this guy grinding up on me in the front. I'm kind of laughing because it caught me off guard and I was tipsy, to say the least. Well, it doesn't end there...ANOTHER guy comes up behind me and grinds me from behind. I'm in a GRIND SANDWICH. Delicious. The guy in front of me was hot, needless to say I had beer goggles on, but even so...he was hot at the time if not now...that's all that counts.
The guy behind me, I don't know so much. I couldn't really see him. He was out of my periph. It's difficult to try and tilt your head back and sideways and focus on a guy normally behind you...all the while drunk.
It's not that easy. Trust me. I tried. Multiple times. It probably looked very strange, but I didn't care. And quite frankly, I don't care. I don't know these guys names even. So it's all fine!
So we're dancing, I'm digging it. They are VERY much digging it. Boners at the front and back door. It was intense (haha, in tents).
Anywho!
The guy in front of me pulls up his shirt and the guy behind me grabs my hand, making me rub down the guy in front of me. It was strange. I try to pull away, but sure enough they do it again. So I finally get my hand away -- I'm laughing too hard at this point. It was just strange. At least the guy in front had abs. That was fine. So I played stupid the last time and let them guide me rubbing his abs. haha. It was cool. THEN. The guy in front starts unbuttoning his pants and such...and grabs my hands and SHOVES them down his pants, and guiding me to GRAB him.
And I mean GRAB.
Don't make me pull out a thesaurus.
It wasn't just through the pants. Nor was it just through the boxers. Oh no, my friends. It was full skin-on-skin contact there.
He was hard.
He was big.
And it was strange.
I pulled my hands away after I really realized what was going on. haha. Yet he tried to get me do it again. And of course, I was too drunk to really fight him. And I did it anyways. This time...not so...well...I did it on my own drunken free-will. haha. Gah, I'm horrible.
WELL.
Then the guy in front of me starts making out w/ me furiously. haha. It was nice. But strange, too. He was like pulling me into him, like humping me on the dance floor. haha. Right in public. And do you think the other guy was gone at this point? Oh no, he was on me even more now, putting his hands down my pants, feeling me up, trying to fuck me with his fingers.
Strange.
I pulled him outta there. Or I at least tried a couple times, but the guy in front was occupying me with the make-out session and dry humping he tried to pass off as dancing. haha.
And sure enough. The guy behind me grabs my head at one point and does like a Spiderman kiss...
Only not as hot...
Or romantic.
And without the whole rain and Spiderman suit.
THIS, my friends, pretty much ended the whole orgy on the dance floor. Which I'm thankful it happened because I'm sure if it went on any longer, me and the guy in front of me would have ditched the dance floor to somewhere...not so...dance-floory. I can't promise it wouldn't have been in public. I'm not stupid enough to leave w/ the guy who I don't know the name of. We just would've ended up in the back rooms. Ah. haha. I'm horrible for admitting it, but it's true.
Well. The guy behind me kisses me in that pseudo-Spiderman liplock...BITING my lip. It was NOT hot. It was strange. And more so painful.
My lip hurt the next morning.
And that pretty much ended the orgy on the dance floor b/c I just broke out laughing...and the danced away. And I never saw them again at ALL that night. haha. It was fabulous.
ANOTHER time at Wayside worth mentioning...was with Brittany, Rachel, and Jamie. We got some booze and pre-gamed at Luke's. Me and Brittany pretty much conquered half of Five O'Clock and half of Black Velvet (Canadian Whiskey) -- fifths, peoples. Fifths. We were trashed by the time we got to Wayside. Trashed.
I vaguely remember Rachel taking pictures of us drinking (she was the DD) and me pushing Brittany's head back every time we tried taking a picture. At one point I'm pretty sure I pushed her into the bathroom. Or something. I really don't remember. I just remember laughing really hard and she was somehow magically in the bathroom.
It was one of those nights where we chased the vodka with black velvet then chased THAT with Mike's. It was bad. BAD BAD BAD.
We got to Wayside, drank more. Bell Ringer -- MASSIVE drink. Gets you trashed just on that ALONE. And I got a gummy bear...or two, I don't remember. And a few long islands.
OH! I just asked Brittany about the bathroom thing...
wpgirl05 (11:58:00 PM): hey, the last time at central...when I was pushing your forehead, didn't I push you in the bathroom or something?
wpgirl05 (11:58:03 PM): You fell in the bathroom or something.
wpgirl05 (11:58:05 PM): I thinkl
wpgirl05 (11:58:07 PM): .think**
Brittab1307 (11:58:13 PM): lol
Brittab1307 (11:58:15 PM): no..
Brittab1307 (11:58:18 PM): i was like i have to pee
Brittab1307 (11:58:23 PM): you're like the bathrooms right there
Brittab1307 (11:58:27 PM): so you kept pushing me toward it
Brittab1307 (11:58:28 PM): lol
Brittab1307 (11:58:37 PM): you wouldnt let me sit up til i went
Brittab1307 (11:58:42 PM): dont you remember?
wpgirl05 (11:59:21 PM): hahaha
wpgirl05 (11:59:22 PM): no i don't
wpgirl05 (11:59:26 PM): i just remember something about the bathroom
wpgirl05 (11:59:28 PM): hahahah
wpgirl05 (11:59:29 PM): that's awesome
Brittab1307 (11:59:33 PM): lol
Brittab1307 (11:59:35 PM): wow
Brittab1307 (11:59:42 PM): i'm just glad the owl wasnt there when i walked out
The owl thing is another story to be told after this.
ANYWAY!
I don't remember that night very well. I do remember saying something to Jamie that I felt sick and she escorted me to the bathroom, pushing people away. And sure enough, I threw up. And I was roaring and ready to go again. That was in the beginning of the time there at Wayside. And apparently Brittany was watching me. She opened the stall door to see. haha. I don't remember that really at all either.
So as we danced...I was going in the cages a LOT and convincing people to go up in there with me. I'm pretty damn convincing b/c they sure did get in there. Well, I guess I fell out of the cages a few times, and these things are on platforms, so that explains the bruises on my knees and shins.
And I guess going up into the cages I kept falling on the stairs and such with my drinks. haha.
We also met up w/ some friends from Central there, so that was fun. I think. So I'm told anyways.
And sometime Brittany started crying b/c Rachel took mine and Brittany's phones away from us b/c we always drunk dial or text people. haha. Even though we DID tell Rachel to do that, Brittany still cried. haha. And after a minute, she forgot and was fine.
The drive home was interesting. Brittany and Jamie had to pee on the way home, so we pulled over and they did that. Me and Brittany were in the back seat b/c Jamie said she felt very sick. Well, Brittany passed out. I did for some time, too. Well. I woke up and was watching Brittany b/c she was rocking all over in the back...she started gagging and Jamie said I was like: "Guys...we might need to stop soon. Brittany looks sick....umm...yup...guys...we better stop. Brittany's gonna get sick." haha. And we pulled over. She threw up. We drove back.
My roomie was gone for the night. Brittany and I slept in my room. We were still drunk in the morning. I woke Brittany up at 6 apparently with me text messaging and telling her 'BRITTANY! BRITTANY! Wanna read my text messages?" haha.
And Josiah had to come in my room and literally pick me up and carry me out of bed. It was fabulous.
OKAY! NOW! For the owl thing.
Luke has this stuffed owl at his place. For some odd reason. Who knows. Well, Rachel and I decided to put it in front of the bathroom door when Brittany was peeing. And when Brittany walked out, the owl was there staring down at her and she fucking jumped and freaked out. It was SO hilarious.
AND.
That same night, we were walking around those apartments and taking pictures of us. It took forever to get a picture of us lying on the ground together b/c Brittany kept blinking. WELL. Out of the blue this guy comes and tackles us and wants to take a picture with us. So the guy that was with us takes a picture. Look at my facebook, you'll see it. Rachel was all smiley and nice in the picture. I am laughing extremely hard. I look like a cherry that's about to burst. haha. I really meant NOTHING by that. I didn't realize I used the word cherry until now. Oh well. And Brittany has her face covered b/c of the guy on her. haha.
All I heard throughout that entire thing from Brittany was:
"Stop breathing on me! You smell like doritos!" haha. It was classic. How she said it was priceless. Then the guy said something about finding him on facebook and putting that picture up.
Afterward we're like "WTF! We don't even KNOW who that guy IS!"
=) Good timesizzle.
What else is there to tell? Oh, there's so much. I don't know if I wrote about me falling out of my loft? I'm pretty sure I did. But if I didn't, well, I fell out of my loft on my roomie who was passed out. And as well as her chair. It was intense.
IN TENTS!
Umm.
Yes.
And an official Merry Christmas to you all! And to all, a good night.