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mmm i love how my lj is wonderfully boring and ugly...can someone teach me how to make my lj cool???
sat night = craziness to the max
partied in torrey with mandy, leah, rachel, chantal (who is way cool), ilana, lena, livia (even though i don't remember talking to her), hilary (fancy meeting you at the other party - dude, we should def chill), hadley, some girl from cornel who went by 'simma' or something, random ppl, and of course, my dear roomie raquel.
it basically went down like this:
cheap raspberry vodka
small dixie cups (like 4 shots in one cup)
cherry coke
good music
another party two doors down
all was well for a while...
but i got really really really really really really really drunk, really really really really really fast.
and we all know what that leads to...
so yeah, after a fun night, i was at the mercy of a toilet bowl, with my roomie in the stall next to me, ilana in another, and mandi in the last. thats right.
it gets better...
i managed to escape outside afterwards, without my jacket, one card, or sanity. it was raining. so i just knocked on the glass of the door for about 20 min.
i dont know how rackle and i got back to pearsons, but we did, at around 4 am (so she says). i decide to sleep until 4 pm the next day because i was still drunk and was hungover for the first time everrrrr, i kid you not. (i'm sad i missed brunch) i normally dont get sick either. so to drink enough to get sick means that i drank enough to kill a small horse. no joke. raquel's estimation is between 11 and 14 shots. thats f-in NAST. im partially disgusted with myself, cause it not like me to be so excessive with alcohol.
and whenever shit like this goes down, which is very rarely, i always am reminded why i love smoking over drinking ANY DAY. SCREW ALCOHOL. embrace my other, beloved, mind-altering substance.
best line of the night, said by chanti, "GUYS, i am FUCKED up! i am WASTED! i am fuckin WASTED!" and this was before the party even started...
sorry to lena and leah and rackle - its not like me, i swear! sorry you had to tend to the rest of us!
and of course i didnt have my camera cause i left it at a party in mac-g on fri night...
yeahhh
ok
so...
oh right, i remember now...so no camera means no evidence of last nights happenings, or i could also say, no pics to remind myself of last night...which isn't so bad...except that my make-up was off the hook and so hot :( but no pics were taken :(
on a completely different note,
i just watched NOTRE DAME DE PARIS with leigh...its an awesome canadian(?) musical, or opera i guess, since its all singing...but yeah, its awesome and if you speak french you should watch it or listen to the soundtrack. the voices of three of the main guys seriously make you want to orgasm. im dead serious - if you could, somehow, create a man that was as beautiful and hot as the voices of these guys, he would be perfect and i would have sex with him all day long. so yeah, good show - watch it....i <3 french so much. so much. im not a dork, i swear., and yay, im going to montpellier this summer for summer study abroad, and in the words of eurotrip, will hopefully have lots of crazy european sex. mm hmm.
sat night = craziness to the max
partied in torrey with mandy, leah, rachel, chantal (who is way cool), ilana, lena, livia (even though i don't remember talking to her), hilary (fancy meeting you at the other party - dude, we should def chill), hadley, some girl from cornel who went by 'simma' or something, random ppl, and of course, my dear roomie raquel.
it basically went down like this:
cheap raspberry vodka
small dixie cups (like 4 shots in one cup)
cherry coke
good music
another party two doors down
all was well for a while...
but i got really really really really really really really drunk, really really really really really fast.
and we all know what that leads to...
so yeah, after a fun night, i was at the mercy of a toilet bowl, with my roomie in the stall next to me, ilana in another, and mandi in the last. thats right.
it gets better...
i managed to escape outside afterwards, without my jacket, one card, or sanity. it was raining. so i just knocked on the glass of the door for about 20 min.
i dont know how rackle and i got back to pearsons, but we did, at around 4 am (so she says). i decide to sleep until 4 pm the next day because i was still drunk and was hungover for the first time everrrrr, i kid you not. (i'm sad i missed brunch) i normally dont get sick either. so to drink enough to get sick means that i drank enough to kill a small horse. no joke. raquel's estimation is between 11 and 14 shots. thats f-in NAST. im partially disgusted with myself, cause it not like me to be so excessive with alcohol.
and whenever shit like this goes down, which is very rarely, i always am reminded why i love smoking over drinking ANY DAY. SCREW ALCOHOL. embrace my other, beloved, mind-altering substance.
best line of the night, said by chanti, "GUYS, i am FUCKED up! i am WASTED! i am fuckin WASTED!" and this was before the party even started...
sorry to lena and leah and rackle - its not like me, i swear! sorry you had to tend to the rest of us!
and of course i didnt have my camera cause i left it at a party in mac-g on fri night...
yeahhh
ok
so...
oh right, i remember now...so no camera means no evidence of last nights happenings, or i could also say, no pics to remind myself of last night...which isn't so bad...except that my make-up was off the hook and so hot :( but no pics were taken :(
on a completely different note,
i just watched NOTRE DAME DE PARIS with leigh...its an awesome canadian(?) musical, or opera i guess, since its all singing...but yeah, its awesome and if you speak french you should watch it or listen to the soundtrack. the voices of three of the main guys seriously make you want to orgasm. im dead serious - if you could, somehow, create a man that was as beautiful and hot as the voices of these guys, he would be perfect and i would have sex with him all day long. so yeah, good show - watch it....i <3 french so much. so much. im not a dork, i swear., and yay, im going to montpellier this summer for summer study abroad, and in the words of eurotrip, will hopefully have lots of crazy european sex. mm hmm.