Sep 02, 2005 07:13
We had an orientation at like.. 4:30... mind you, we'd not slept for about 32 hours all of us and we were dead tired, where we were advised to not go out because, you know, jetlag + alcohol is not a good mix. Perticularly, I feel she may've been reffering to Irish alcohol now, but I'll go a little into my story a little later on in this post.
Anyway, the plan was for all the freshmen to go out.. but I ditched them to go out with all the junior theatre majors! and THAT was fun... and dangerous for me.
I got sooo drunk hahaha
I have a gay roomate... his name is Daniel.
I'm starting to not like that name as much.
And theres another one, one of the theater majors, that I am going to convert before he leaves (my term is twice as long as everyone elses.. so we'll see). I think he is but... lalalala..
Irish beer is... odd. My depth perception during drunken-ness had never been so off.. but I do dare say we found our pub and we're going club hunting at SoHo on.. Saturday?
CHRIS! I need your number.. lol e-mail it to me or comment it and then delete it.
and your keyboards still suck.