my goodness
beta has some amazing pledges. i love those guys. except steve negari or whateverthefuck. he sucks at life. but the rest of the pledges are awesome characters.
beta's grabadate function was last night, tried to get drunk but rocky waters in stilettos prevented me from even feeling buzzed. i think my alcohol tolerance is getting higher and that makes me way sad. although, one beer bong toasted my skinny ass and it was amazing.
sandy's party sucked in the face. so i rescued her from it. here's how it went down...
we arrive at science drive.
i pick a parking space next to someone in a shitastic jeep who parked literally halfway in mine. i'm belligerantly sober so i make a point to hit their car as many times as possible with my door to teach them a lesson for being an "orlando driver". i'm a bitch--if you can't deal with it, fuck you. so ANYWAY--
we get to the apartment.
we are welcomed by a beta\natyville founding father (quite the accomplishments i must say)
my beer bonging skills are demanded by my adoring fans\sisters. the betas\pledges i brought with me filled my glass repitiously.
i shotgun 3 beers.
drink one.
bong one.
my public is happy.
15 minutes at the party, i literally get enough alcohol in me to fuck me upseriously within the next hour. God bless the constant blood alcohol absorbtion rate.
we leave. i take the guest of honor with me. BITCHES.
sidenote...
on the way out, i told a black fellow at the party if he didn't stop speaking ebonics i was going to lynch him. we all had a laugh. seabass and ivan were afraid for my life. i was afraid i was gonna have to lynch a nigga. 0 :) (angel face)
ummm...
back to the beta house courtesy of pledge Jay and my car.
we drink.
sandy fights with evan.
i hang up on evan.
we go next door and do shots with these anti-establishment punks who are throwing firecrackers at us.
i do sandy's shots for her, as she has already thrown up and i have yet to. mmm...whiskey.
a few shots later, i demand seabass walk me back to the beta house.
back to the beta house, courtesy seabass's arm.
evan comes over, pushes sandy, AJ gets called, cary comes out, nelson is there, i start crying because i'm scared and drunk, people are interrogating as to what happened, evan threatens that "its his house, he'll do what he fucking wants, if he gets kicked out of HIS house, he'll quit beta forever." good riddance. so anyway, hours later sandy and evan talk it out, he apologizes as always, i've at this point consumed several more delicious beverages and sandy and evan leave. Ivan, Andrew, Seabass, some pledge and i go riding around in soberIvan's new car. (Quiet Jordan) They said it'd be fun. i don't really remember to much after that...the alcohol seeped into my brain. i do know i passed the fuck out and spent my first night at beta...on the futon, by myself THANKYOUVERYMUCH!!! with a towel for a blanket (nice boys. A for effort)i remember Ivan carrying me somewhere, i couldn't really walk well...har har har. SUCCESS WAS MINE.
i was sober alllllll week and ended it on a good note.
happy birthday sandy :)
beta's grabadate function was last night, tried to get drunk but rocky waters in stilettos prevented me from even feeling buzzed. i think my alcohol tolerance is getting higher and that makes me way sad. although, one beer bong toasted my skinny ass and it was amazing.
sandy's party sucked in the face. so i rescued her from it. here's how it went down...
we arrive at science drive.
i pick a parking space next to someone in a shitastic jeep who parked literally halfway in mine. i'm belligerantly sober so i make a point to hit their car as many times as possible with my door to teach them a lesson for being an "orlando driver". i'm a bitch--if you can't deal with it, fuck you. so ANYWAY--
we get to the apartment.
we are welcomed by a beta\natyville founding father (quite the accomplishments i must say)
my beer bonging skills are demanded by my adoring fans\sisters. the betas\pledges i brought with me filled my glass repitiously.
i shotgun 3 beers.
drink one.
bong one.
my public is happy.
15 minutes at the party, i literally get enough alcohol in me to fuck me upseriously within the next hour. God bless the constant blood alcohol absorbtion rate.
we leave. i take the guest of honor with me. BITCHES.
sidenote...
on the way out, i told a black fellow at the party if he didn't stop speaking ebonics i was going to lynch him. we all had a laugh. seabass and ivan were afraid for my life. i was afraid i was gonna have to lynch a nigga. 0 :) (angel face)
ummm...
back to the beta house courtesy of pledge Jay and my car.
we drink.
sandy fights with evan.
i hang up on evan.
we go next door and do shots with these anti-establishment punks who are throwing firecrackers at us.
i do sandy's shots for her, as she has already thrown up and i have yet to. mmm...whiskey.
a few shots later, i demand seabass walk me back to the beta house.
back to the beta house, courtesy seabass's arm.
evan comes over, pushes sandy, AJ gets called, cary comes out, nelson is there, i start crying because i'm scared and drunk, people are interrogating as to what happened, evan threatens that "its his house, he'll do what he fucking wants, if he gets kicked out of HIS house, he'll quit beta forever." good riddance. so anyway, hours later sandy and evan talk it out, he apologizes as always, i've at this point consumed several more delicious beverages and sandy and evan leave. Ivan, Andrew, Seabass, some pledge and i go riding around in soberIvan's new car. (Quiet Jordan) They said it'd be fun. i don't really remember to much after that...the alcohol seeped into my brain. i do know i passed the fuck out and spent my first night at beta...on the futon, by myself THANKYOUVERYMUCH!!! with a towel for a blanket (nice boys. A for effort)i remember Ivan carrying me somewhere, i couldn't really walk well...har har har. SUCCESS WAS MINE.
i was sober alllllll week and ended it on a good note.
happy birthday sandy :)