Worst Weekend
So instead of writing yet another exciting lit paper I've decided to share the adventures of my worst weekend on campus.... (sounds like fun rite)
Recap: not long ago I decided that I was doing nothing with my life and when asked if i wanted to come to an AEPi (jewish frat) party I said sure why not. Fast forward (bzzzzing sound a vcr makes) having accepted a bid and survived my first week of pledging, I went into yet another weekend filled with fun drunk and stupid pledge stuff.
Saturday.. activity of the night (8-10) was called smoker and we were forewarned to set alarm clocks wear shitty clothes and be prepared to wake up in unknown places. The previous night I was asked what my favorite drink was and after discussing different types of gins that make G&T so amazing (i kno no gin bucket) decided that saying Hypnotiq (french alcohol thats a mix of vodka, cognac, and fruit juices, colored blue) would be much safer. Lo and behold smoker was a huge shit show where each of us was given a bottle of what we asked for and told that we had to finish it in an hour and a half, sucks for the guys that said grey goose. Now wat kind of manly man would i be if i didnt finish my bottle in 45 mins, of course you know me. Unfortunately one of the brothers got a lil mad and decided to fill my now empty bottle with jungle juice. So the fun begins, we were given our pledge names (I'm Iron Curtain :) and i finished the bottle of jungle juice with almost no recollection of drinking it. Came back to my room to find the guys taking shots and playing video games. So i joined and decided that i needed to go out but had to take a shower to wash off the jungle juice that was poured on me. Unfortunately as i was getting out of the shower i decided to grab the towel rack and it decided that it didnt like me. So face first into the floor i go and find my self covered in blood (a few cuts and stuff) not to mention the hole in my lip/chin (sorry for the graphic nature) anyways im wasted and already on my way out so why not. clean up and end the night with absolutely no knowledge of the following events, all i kno is i spent all of sunday saying sorry to ppl and found out that got into two fights :(
Thats where my weekend shouldve ended but wait theres more ...
Monday: Regular day all the brothers were happy to see that my nose and lip where intact all though had i actually felt pain that night stiches might have been in order. Anyways shit happens rite. So long ass day with too many class afterwards i go to the gym with Mo. Finally get into our routine and as im letting go of a dumbell i realize that sum idiot didnt clean up his and i manage to get my finger smashed between the two. Sadly i cant do anymore weight stuff (i kno tear) so we do abs. After a few hours of ice i realize that my finger is way bigger than it should be and that its definetly not the right color. so to make a long story short i spent a total of 4 hours over two days geting check out by 4 doctors who finally said its broken and prescribed Vicodin ....
Now the funny imagery comes in .... tonite we had a bball game against Seton Hall and as pledges we have to save seats and paint sumthing on our selves. So picture me having taken vicodin for the first time (i was in one of those cartoons where life is full of bunnies) being forced to jump up and down shirtless and get my self into the camera's way (game was on espn). I feel like someone doesnt like me, thats wat i get for going to a jesuit school.
Hope that makes people who had uneventful weekends feel better, well except for the fact that i have vicodin...
Recap: not long ago I decided that I was doing nothing with my life and when asked if i wanted to come to an AEPi (jewish frat) party I said sure why not. Fast forward (bzzzzing sound a vcr makes) having accepted a bid and survived my first week of pledging, I went into yet another weekend filled with fun drunk and stupid pledge stuff.
Saturday.. activity of the night (8-10) was called smoker and we were forewarned to set alarm clocks wear shitty clothes and be prepared to wake up in unknown places. The previous night I was asked what my favorite drink was and after discussing different types of gins that make G&T so amazing (i kno no gin bucket) decided that saying Hypnotiq (french alcohol thats a mix of vodka, cognac, and fruit juices, colored blue) would be much safer. Lo and behold smoker was a huge shit show where each of us was given a bottle of what we asked for and told that we had to finish it in an hour and a half, sucks for the guys that said grey goose. Now wat kind of manly man would i be if i didnt finish my bottle in 45 mins, of course you know me. Unfortunately one of the brothers got a lil mad and decided to fill my now empty bottle with jungle juice. So the fun begins, we were given our pledge names (I'm Iron Curtain :) and i finished the bottle of jungle juice with almost no recollection of drinking it. Came back to my room to find the guys taking shots and playing video games. So i joined and decided that i needed to go out but had to take a shower to wash off the jungle juice that was poured on me. Unfortunately as i was getting out of the shower i decided to grab the towel rack and it decided that it didnt like me. So face first into the floor i go and find my self covered in blood (a few cuts and stuff) not to mention the hole in my lip/chin (sorry for the graphic nature) anyways im wasted and already on my way out so why not. clean up and end the night with absolutely no knowledge of the following events, all i kno is i spent all of sunday saying sorry to ppl and found out that got into two fights :(
Thats where my weekend shouldve ended but wait theres more ...
Monday: Regular day all the brothers were happy to see that my nose and lip where intact all though had i actually felt pain that night stiches might have been in order. Anyways shit happens rite. So long ass day with too many class afterwards i go to the gym with Mo. Finally get into our routine and as im letting go of a dumbell i realize that sum idiot didnt clean up his and i manage to get my finger smashed between the two. Sadly i cant do anymore weight stuff (i kno tear) so we do abs. After a few hours of ice i realize that my finger is way bigger than it should be and that its definetly not the right color. so to make a long story short i spent a total of 4 hours over two days geting check out by 4 doctors who finally said its broken and prescribed Vicodin ....
Now the funny imagery comes in .... tonite we had a bball game against Seton Hall and as pledges we have to save seats and paint sumthing on our selves. So picture me having taken vicodin for the first time (i was in one of those cartoons where life is full of bunnies) being forced to jump up and down shirtless and get my self into the camera's way (game was on espn). I feel like someone doesnt like me, thats wat i get for going to a jesuit school.
Hope that makes people who had uneventful weekends feel better, well except for the fact that i have vicodin...