it starts with an S and ends in 'occer'
announcement!
i'm officially on the website!
http://www.rpi.edu/dept/athletics/teams/w_soccer.html
it's there. my pic will be up soon. too bad it rained like hell today so we all looked like total shit.
not gonna lie i'm having a blast. to follow up on my freshmen fun post, that turned out to be the crazzziest day/night of my life. no joke. sunday morning we dropped off our supplies and got another list. the whole day we did things like go into the union and dance on the tables, get into the empty pool and pretend to swim, steal stuff from the dining hall, take pillows from this guy in PIKES, and a number of obvious initiation jumble while taking pics of it all. did i mention we fit 9 of us in a saturn..yea
ok so 9 o'clock rolls around and we're in our guy's boxers (don't ask how i managed to get those) and beaters. we walked to emily, karen, becca, and frank's house. that outfit alone was ridiculous but once we got there we had to put on krispy kreme hats and pick out our decorated beaters based on our nicknames. yea i was sergeant thanks to rotc. anyways we all had to gather in the back room while they applied tons of makeup to us an wrote things like '71' on people. you ask "what's 71?" it's 69 with two fingers up the butt. once we looked slut faced we were assigned things to say and do if someone said our name. i.e. 'loves the cock' 'i'm a fuckin idiot' added to spanking and gorilla faces. thankfully angie meant i said 'yes drill sergeant' ::salutes + push-up:: a far cry from my shameless teammates. i'm the moral one here.
ahah yea every time someone asked 'do you love it?' we all had to scream 'LoVEs iT!' we still chant that today. loves it.
ok then we had to put on a skit imitating all the upperclassmen. that was awesome. we had practiced our roles most of the afternoon. loves it.
team shots were next. they had decorated us all glasses with our #'s. there's even a tradional RPI women's soccer toast. aww that's where things start to get hazy. realllll hazy. next thing i know i've had 9 or so shots in an hour and i'm waving the neon rope around my head. megan is just sitting on the floor. kristy is playing with playdoh and trying to jump out the window... then they drove us freshies to TKE. i honestly don't remember leaving. so yea i was told i was dancing like a mad woman fell over and danced on the floor. yea those pictures are gonna be real cute. i woke up monday at 11 back at becca's with andi and kit. bex made breakfast and explained it all to me. i guess i should have been taken to the hospital but leeland carried me around. 5 of us puked, i was just the one who went limp. glad that kinda hazing is over with. aw but it's all going fine. i didn't feel a thing. except today at school when i ran into people who apparently saw me at TKE. fun one-time-only stuff.
but it's awesome hanging out with the seniors and juniors. like last year i would have thought being 22 meant you're so grown up. totally not the case. we're immature and joke around all the time. this season will rock. i leave for our New Jersey tournament tomorrow. hells yea, chartered bus, plenty of trainers, new clothes, they wash our uniforms, pay for our food, and put us up in a sweet hotel...loVeS iT!
i'm officially on the website!
http://www.rpi.edu/dept/athletics/teams/w_soccer.html
it's there. my pic will be up soon. too bad it rained like hell today so we all looked like total shit.
not gonna lie i'm having a blast. to follow up on my freshmen fun post, that turned out to be the crazzziest day/night of my life. no joke. sunday morning we dropped off our supplies and got another list. the whole day we did things like go into the union and dance on the tables, get into the empty pool and pretend to swim, steal stuff from the dining hall, take pillows from this guy in PIKES, and a number of obvious initiation jumble while taking pics of it all. did i mention we fit 9 of us in a saturn..yea
ok so 9 o'clock rolls around and we're in our guy's boxers (don't ask how i managed to get those) and beaters. we walked to emily, karen, becca, and frank's house. that outfit alone was ridiculous but once we got there we had to put on krispy kreme hats and pick out our decorated beaters based on our nicknames. yea i was sergeant thanks to rotc. anyways we all had to gather in the back room while they applied tons of makeup to us an wrote things like '71' on people. you ask "what's 71?" it's 69 with two fingers up the butt. once we looked slut faced we were assigned things to say and do if someone said our name. i.e. 'loves the cock' 'i'm a fuckin idiot' added to spanking and gorilla faces. thankfully angie meant i said 'yes drill sergeant' ::salutes + push-up:: a far cry from my shameless teammates. i'm the moral one here.
ahah yea every time someone asked 'do you love it?' we all had to scream 'LoVEs iT!' we still chant that today. loves it.
ok then we had to put on a skit imitating all the upperclassmen. that was awesome. we had practiced our roles most of the afternoon. loves it.
team shots were next. they had decorated us all glasses with our #'s. there's even a tradional RPI women's soccer toast. aww that's where things start to get hazy. realllll hazy. next thing i know i've had 9 or so shots in an hour and i'm waving the neon rope around my head. megan is just sitting on the floor. kristy is playing with playdoh and trying to jump out the window... then they drove us freshies to TKE. i honestly don't remember leaving. so yea i was told i was dancing like a mad woman fell over and danced on the floor. yea those pictures are gonna be real cute. i woke up monday at 11 back at becca's with andi and kit. bex made breakfast and explained it all to me. i guess i should have been taken to the hospital but leeland carried me around. 5 of us puked, i was just the one who went limp. glad that kinda hazing is over with. aw but it's all going fine. i didn't feel a thing. except today at school when i ran into people who apparently saw me at TKE. fun one-time-only stuff.
but it's awesome hanging out with the seniors and juniors. like last year i would have thought being 22 meant you're so grown up. totally not the case. we're immature and joke around all the time. this season will rock. i leave for our New Jersey tournament tomorrow. hells yea, chartered bus, plenty of trainers, new clothes, they wash our uniforms, pay for our food, and put us up in a sweet hotel...loVeS iT!