Let me escape
Dean Garil is searching the freshman boy's dorms and she has a narcotics cop with her. They are doing random searches on the boys for drugs and alcohol. I cannot believe this, I didn't think they could do this. I didn't think this school had that much of a problem with drugs and alcohol. Yes, a lot of people do drink but not to the extent of let's search the dorms because it is a serious problem, and people that do drugs is an even lower percentage. I'm scared for Jake because his room-mate deals and he could go down with him. I don't think this is very fair, this school does not have a serious enough problem for them to do that. Fuck this!
Today I went to the doctor and was put on a Z-Pak. Yay, I should be better in no time. I felt better mid-week of last week but the weekend wore me out. Thursday night the Delta Gamma's all went out to Insomnia and we had a great time. I left around 1 because there was a Girl's Gone Wild bus at the club and they started filming at around that time and I had no desire to be around that sleeziness. Friday night Amy, Sam, and I all went out to dinner at Lone Star and had steak, yummy. Saturday went shopping, yay! That night went to the TKE party and had an awesomely drunk night dancing. Sunday was possibly the worst night I have ever had. Sam, Mallory, Amy, and I were supposed to have a nice, fun trip. Went to Panama City, almost got in trouble with the police. We rented a hotel for the night and Amy invited her friend Chris who brought a friend with him. The two guys got severely intoxicated and one of them was puking for almost an hour straight. Sam got thrown up on. Then a security guard knocked on our door because the front desk had two complaints of noise in our room. We had beer bottles and cups all over the room and lots of alcohol left in the fridge. We did a fast clean up and let the security guard in. Sam told him that we had just met these boys that night and they had brought their own alcohol. So the security guard told the boys they needed to leave. Amy and Sam's friend Zach drove them home. We were all really shaken up because that boy was so sick and we were worried about getting in trouble with the hotel or even the police so we left at 3:30 in the morning. Actually being there was much worse than describing it and I suppose it could've been much worse. Some people make me so angry, why would you allow yourself to get so drunk that you could die? We had never even met him before, fantastic first impression. I'm just glad that the security guard was so nice, we could've easily been in jail.
I was really happy last week. Excited about being in a sororiety, excited for the semester. Now after Sunday and tonight with the searches and possibly people getting kicked out of school, not so happy. Also, little issues. I want this semester to be amazing. But with the good always comes the bad, so there will be some amazing times but some really low times too.
I miss home slightly and it has only been two weeks. I want to escape for a little while.
Today I went to the doctor and was put on a Z-Pak. Yay, I should be better in no time. I felt better mid-week of last week but the weekend wore me out. Thursday night the Delta Gamma's all went out to Insomnia and we had a great time. I left around 1 because there was a Girl's Gone Wild bus at the club and they started filming at around that time and I had no desire to be around that sleeziness. Friday night Amy, Sam, and I all went out to dinner at Lone Star and had steak, yummy. Saturday went shopping, yay! That night went to the TKE party and had an awesomely drunk night dancing. Sunday was possibly the worst night I have ever had. Sam, Mallory, Amy, and I were supposed to have a nice, fun trip. Went to Panama City, almost got in trouble with the police. We rented a hotel for the night and Amy invited her friend Chris who brought a friend with him. The two guys got severely intoxicated and one of them was puking for almost an hour straight. Sam got thrown up on. Then a security guard knocked on our door because the front desk had two complaints of noise in our room. We had beer bottles and cups all over the room and lots of alcohol left in the fridge. We did a fast clean up and let the security guard in. Sam told him that we had just met these boys that night and they had brought their own alcohol. So the security guard told the boys they needed to leave. Amy and Sam's friend Zach drove them home. We were all really shaken up because that boy was so sick and we were worried about getting in trouble with the hotel or even the police so we left at 3:30 in the morning. Actually being there was much worse than describing it and I suppose it could've been much worse. Some people make me so angry, why would you allow yourself to get so drunk that you could die? We had never even met him before, fantastic first impression. I'm just glad that the security guard was so nice, we could've easily been in jail.
I was really happy last week. Excited about being in a sororiety, excited for the semester. Now after Sunday and tonight with the searches and possibly people getting kicked out of school, not so happy. Also, little issues. I want this semester to be amazing. But with the good always comes the bad, so there will be some amazing times but some really low times too.
I miss home slightly and it has only been two weeks. I want to escape for a little while.