College Ten Mischeif and Mayhem
The night started out innocently enough. I met my dearest Julia in front of her dorm room, we lovingly embraced, and proceeded up a couple flights of stairs to exchange pleasantries over friendly conversation. Sure, we talked a little about crazy lesbians and our drunken escapades across campus, but for the most part, our conversation was rated PG-13. I met her whole swarthy crew: Jon, Sap, Mehira (mi mejite), Mark, Colette, Jason, Alex, Casey, Preeya, ::almost out of breath:: Devon, Bianca, etc., and managed to get myself drunk even before we actually left for any parties (which was just as well, considering that the parties we attempted to crash were either too far away or had already been shut down by the po po). After "hitch-hiking" from rendezvous to rendezvous, we made it back to the fifth floor of College Ten. While there, we managed to terrorize the halls in an inebriated frenzy of vomit, wall to wall collisions, and laughter...not to mention repressed homosexual tendencies in the bathroom...Julia, you know what I'm talkin' about. Poor Sap ended the evening with a bang, catching mushroom pizza throw-up in her panicked little arms as Jason devastated Colette's bed with his own special brew. After escorting Mark back to his room and having a heart to heart with Sap, I crumbled on Julia's bed with black eyeliner encrusted in my eyes. WHAT A BLAST!!! I can't wait until this coming weekend. We should have a porter party soon!