It's Because I'm Black... Wait, Are You Serious?
I as well as my basement fellows threw a party that lasted until oh...4:30 in the morning. My friends and I put a lot of effort into the party, and a huge amount of people just didn't show up. People I personally invited. I was pissed. I was even more pissed when several people told me that throughout the party groups of people would show up see the people there and peace out. They didn't even stay for the booze. Why did these people leave? It was a party thrown by Black students with R&B/Hip-Hop. That's why they left. Usually Williams students will at least come and consume all your booze. Throughout the night I made like eight gallons of mixed drinks...I have enough vodka left over to throw another party. I was so livid that I dragged
tolchocky outside to see whether there was another party somewhere. There wasn't! I was pissed, but I enjoyed myself anyway.
tolchocky and
thesean_wt and I talked until five in the morning with a guy Dev brought to the party. The guy had the sweetest most gentle pet ever...a wolf. No really, it was a fullblooded domesticated wolf, and it was the most beautiful adorable creature. It wanted everyone to pet him and love him and call him...Potato. Not joking. His other pet is a ferocious looking cat named Cabbage. Special, I know.
Apparently the guy's dad is Native American and his Mom is English and French. He doesn't look French at all. Give the guy a flat iron and take away his slightly spacey surfer accent and he'd totally be an extra for the History Channel. He also plays like seven string instruments and is in two bands. How do I attract these people?
Also, for the first time in a long while, I'm happy!
Six days to graduation. Four Days until I get to finally see my fiancee. I miss him. We should have a pet wolf...or not.
tolchocky outside to see whether there was another party somewhere. There wasn't! I was pissed, but I enjoyed myself anyway.
tolchocky and
thesean_wt and I talked until five in the morning with a guy Dev brought to the party. The guy had the sweetest most gentle pet ever...a wolf. No really, it was a fullblooded domesticated wolf, and it was the most beautiful adorable creature. It wanted everyone to pet him and love him and call him...Potato. Not joking. His other pet is a ferocious looking cat named Cabbage. Special, I know.
Apparently the guy's dad is Native American and his Mom is English and French. He doesn't look French at all. Give the guy a flat iron and take away his slightly spacey surfer accent and he'd totally be an extra for the History Channel. He also plays like seven string instruments and is in two bands. How do I attract these people?
Also, for the first time in a long while, I'm happy!
Six days to graduation. Four Days until I get to finally see my fiancee. I miss him. We should have a pet wolf...or not.