best week of my life.
let me explain why.
friday august 31st.
mine and angelas going away party. we started off at the rodeo. a bunch of us were drinking and playing pool, there wasn't much going on there. paul and dammon left to callums kegger and me and angela went back to andrews for more drinks and the like.
after awhile, myself, andrew and angela went to callums kegger. absolutely wasted.
we find dammon and paul and it was the most fun ever. i missed those guys like hell. after awhile me angela and andrew head over to hayleys house. she was having a party for the going away thinger.
around 3am hit so me and andrew left. home.
i get a call at 330am.
paul is at gillis' and tells me to come over to party. so i do. the night is still young. i walk over to gillis' place and there's still quite a few people there. i meet some new people who are probably the nicest people i've ever met. after awhile me and paul leave to go sleep in dammon's car. we talked the entire way back to callums and it was super awesome to talk to him. i realized how much i missed him the entire summer. we slept comfortably in his car and in the morning i went home.
sunday sept. 2nd.
move in day.
chaotic. cars everywhere. but what else do i expect?
me and angela are all moved in and after the floor meeting we mingle. adam from england comes over to our room and we finally meet the little bugger. even more awesome than i expected. angela put "adubs and angelaaawesome feat. adam from england" on our whiteboard and adam added "captain" in front of his name.
he is now referred to as "captain adam". good nickname buddy.
at around 7ish we have to learn our building's "boogie". yeah you heard me right. for the pep rally every building has a "dance" and they perform it and whoever wins gets the honourable picture of some boat. it's really special.
anyways, every single dance has the "wind your toy" part in it. when i first started seeing this dance, i thought people were insane for doing it. but it's just amazing. haha especially when you have the right song to dance to it. yeah, wind your goddamn toy bitches.
after the pep rally everyone is exhausted. well, almost everyone. 2nd floor addington is ready to party. as soon as we get back to res, my entire floor cracks open their liquor bottles. my whole building is fast asleep and my floor are partying like animals. we get wasted, absolutely. we are all friends.
monday
labour day. aka recovery day. 2nd addington spends the day eating, spending time with eachother, and mending from the night before.
at night, we party. this time even harder than the night before. we get some of the other floors to join us. and apparently people seem to think my room is the party room. so next thing i know there is 25 people jumping around in my room screaming "ole ole ole" but in "l.a. , l.a. , l.a." form. how original right? we drunk.
monday ends with extreme drunkeness.
tuesday (day after labour day)
everyone recovers and 10 of us head to the liquor store to stock up. i'm the only legal one, you say? so i guess i'm the one buyign the booze for everyone. 340$ later, i leave the lcbo stocked up for one more night.
that night we get drunk. again. i don't remember what happened tuesday night.
wednesday.
i don't remember what happened wednesday night. except that i got drunk, again. oh wait, i remember. i wore purple pants this night and i got hit on by metal chuck. several times.
thursday
trevor and andrew come to guelph to visit. i meet those two and nadine at the Ebar for good ol' drunken fun.
after the bar we head back to campus to my res. i walk in . and can't go back to my room until 8am.
no other explanation is necessary except that i had to get hit on by metal chuck again. but this time in his room. i sleep in kellys room to prevent any hooking up action by chuck.
by the way i love chuck. he is my favourite boy on this floor. besides dan. and sam. i see them as my relatives though.
friday
nothing really happened this night. except that i got really drunk in lee's room and i made a video of sam shaving his face. sam is my favourite boxer. p.s. samuel cadesky is the baddest motherfucker alive.
saturday
in the morning i had a huge hangover and it's the first morning that i puked. i think the whole week caught up to me.
at night paul and dammon come visit. my 2 favouritest boys in the universe. we drink in residence for awhile, meet the 2nd floor crew and head down to the pit to watch the UFC with sam.
sam is a boxer. that means he gets really pumped up and messy when he is watching boxing. oh, and he's a leafs fan. a huge one. his roommate, lee from ottawa, is a sens fan. you can see the controvesy here.
i love those boys.
anyways, we head down to the pit. lee, chuck, dan, jeff, and sam are down there watching the boxing match. lee gets the idea of arm wrestling the guys. and if you know the guys like i do, they do not, DO NOT, turn down an arm wrestling match.
lee does the dirty to paul. paul loses quickly.
lee does the dirty to dammon. lee loses slowly.
sam steps in. he kicks ass. he wrestles dammon, and sam wins. instantly.
first time you will ever see an 18 year old kick a 24 year olds ass at arm wrestling. beat that, mother fucker.
dan steps in. DR. DRE. he makes a proposition for angela. he says "angela, i will wrestle you with my finger and i bet i can beat you." angela responds "pft, as if", he says "don't doubt me i'm a volleyball player"
he wins instantly.
after all this, paul dammon myself and angela leave. we start heading towards a kegger but then later end up at doogies. of course.
i missed doogies. angela leaves early, so myself paul and dammon are left having the most amazing time ever. dammon gives me a van halen tattoo and i'm pretty sure i felt the most badass of my life. we leave the bar and head over to chinese. won tongs. two guys in line comment on my badass tattoo. they told me that i looked awesome and that no chick would want to mess with me with that tattoo.
i told them that i was a badass motherfucker and no one would ever think to mess with me. ever.
we get back to res around 3am, and i hear music. my floor is still pumping. my room, of course.
chuck, lee, dan, angela, randoms and mclovin are all drinking in my room having a good time.
330am rolls around, and my RA - Jenna - comes to my room and says "hey guys you don't have to leave but just keep it down a bit? awesome thanks"
jenna, you are awesome.
everyone leaves around 4am -ish and me and paul watch the office until sleepytimes.
sunday
i wake up, hungover as fuck. puke again.
my bender is over, i think. finally.
me and robyn leave for virgin festival in toronto. stars, i love you. dallas, i love you. billy corgan, i love you.
i get home at 130am. class tomorrow at 1130. i have four classes.
angela wakes up and tells me that we're having a pussycat doll party tomorrow to celebrate something. featuring my lovely friend alcohol.
i don't know how i'm gonna do it. i don't have class until 1pm on tuesday. so i think it might be a go. maybe.
we'll see.
amanda drunk monkey will continue.....
friday august 31st.
mine and angelas going away party. we started off at the rodeo. a bunch of us were drinking and playing pool, there wasn't much going on there. paul and dammon left to callums kegger and me and angela went back to andrews for more drinks and the like.
after awhile, myself, andrew and angela went to callums kegger. absolutely wasted.
we find dammon and paul and it was the most fun ever. i missed those guys like hell. after awhile me angela and andrew head over to hayleys house. she was having a party for the going away thinger.
around 3am hit so me and andrew left. home.
i get a call at 330am.
paul is at gillis' and tells me to come over to party. so i do. the night is still young. i walk over to gillis' place and there's still quite a few people there. i meet some new people who are probably the nicest people i've ever met. after awhile me and paul leave to go sleep in dammon's car. we talked the entire way back to callums and it was super awesome to talk to him. i realized how much i missed him the entire summer. we slept comfortably in his car and in the morning i went home.
sunday sept. 2nd.
move in day.
chaotic. cars everywhere. but what else do i expect?
me and angela are all moved in and after the floor meeting we mingle. adam from england comes over to our room and we finally meet the little bugger. even more awesome than i expected. angela put "adubs and angelaaawesome feat. adam from england" on our whiteboard and adam added "captain" in front of his name.
he is now referred to as "captain adam". good nickname buddy.
at around 7ish we have to learn our building's "boogie". yeah you heard me right. for the pep rally every building has a "dance" and they perform it and whoever wins gets the honourable picture of some boat. it's really special.
anyways, every single dance has the "wind your toy" part in it. when i first started seeing this dance, i thought people were insane for doing it. but it's just amazing. haha especially when you have the right song to dance to it. yeah, wind your goddamn toy bitches.
after the pep rally everyone is exhausted. well, almost everyone. 2nd floor addington is ready to party. as soon as we get back to res, my entire floor cracks open their liquor bottles. my whole building is fast asleep and my floor are partying like animals. we get wasted, absolutely. we are all friends.
monday
labour day. aka recovery day. 2nd addington spends the day eating, spending time with eachother, and mending from the night before.
at night, we party. this time even harder than the night before. we get some of the other floors to join us. and apparently people seem to think my room is the party room. so next thing i know there is 25 people jumping around in my room screaming "ole ole ole" but in "l.a. , l.a. , l.a." form. how original right? we drunk.
monday ends with extreme drunkeness.
tuesday (day after labour day)
everyone recovers and 10 of us head to the liquor store to stock up. i'm the only legal one, you say? so i guess i'm the one buyign the booze for everyone. 340$ later, i leave the lcbo stocked up for one more night.
that night we get drunk. again. i don't remember what happened tuesday night.
wednesday.
i don't remember what happened wednesday night. except that i got drunk, again. oh wait, i remember. i wore purple pants this night and i got hit on by metal chuck. several times.
thursday
trevor and andrew come to guelph to visit. i meet those two and nadine at the Ebar for good ol' drunken fun.
after the bar we head back to campus to my res. i walk in . and can't go back to my room until 8am.
no other explanation is necessary except that i had to get hit on by metal chuck again. but this time in his room. i sleep in kellys room to prevent any hooking up action by chuck.
by the way i love chuck. he is my favourite boy on this floor. besides dan. and sam. i see them as my relatives though.
friday
nothing really happened this night. except that i got really drunk in lee's room and i made a video of sam shaving his face. sam is my favourite boxer. p.s. samuel cadesky is the baddest motherfucker alive.
saturday
in the morning i had a huge hangover and it's the first morning that i puked. i think the whole week caught up to me.
at night paul and dammon come visit. my 2 favouritest boys in the universe. we drink in residence for awhile, meet the 2nd floor crew and head down to the pit to watch the UFC with sam.
sam is a boxer. that means he gets really pumped up and messy when he is watching boxing. oh, and he's a leafs fan. a huge one. his roommate, lee from ottawa, is a sens fan. you can see the controvesy here.
i love those boys.
anyways, we head down to the pit. lee, chuck, dan, jeff, and sam are down there watching the boxing match. lee gets the idea of arm wrestling the guys. and if you know the guys like i do, they do not, DO NOT, turn down an arm wrestling match.
lee does the dirty to paul. paul loses quickly.
lee does the dirty to dammon. lee loses slowly.
sam steps in. he kicks ass. he wrestles dammon, and sam wins. instantly.
first time you will ever see an 18 year old kick a 24 year olds ass at arm wrestling. beat that, mother fucker.
dan steps in. DR. DRE. he makes a proposition for angela. he says "angela, i will wrestle you with my finger and i bet i can beat you." angela responds "pft, as if", he says "don't doubt me i'm a volleyball player"
he wins instantly.
after all this, paul dammon myself and angela leave. we start heading towards a kegger but then later end up at doogies. of course.
i missed doogies. angela leaves early, so myself paul and dammon are left having the most amazing time ever. dammon gives me a van halen tattoo and i'm pretty sure i felt the most badass of my life. we leave the bar and head over to chinese. won tongs. two guys in line comment on my badass tattoo. they told me that i looked awesome and that no chick would want to mess with me with that tattoo.
i told them that i was a badass motherfucker and no one would ever think to mess with me. ever.
we get back to res around 3am, and i hear music. my floor is still pumping. my room, of course.
chuck, lee, dan, angela, randoms and mclovin are all drinking in my room having a good time.
330am rolls around, and my RA - Jenna - comes to my room and says "hey guys you don't have to leave but just keep it down a bit? awesome thanks"
jenna, you are awesome.
everyone leaves around 4am -ish and me and paul watch the office until sleepytimes.
sunday
i wake up, hungover as fuck. puke again.
my bender is over, i think. finally.
me and robyn leave for virgin festival in toronto. stars, i love you. dallas, i love you. billy corgan, i love you.
i get home at 130am. class tomorrow at 1130. i have four classes.
angela wakes up and tells me that we're having a pussycat doll party tomorrow to celebrate something. featuring my lovely friend alcohol.
i don't know how i'm gonna do it. i don't have class until 1pm on tuesday. so i think it might be a go. maybe.
we'll see.
amanda drunk monkey will continue.....