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okay, so the weekend. lotsa fun lotsa stuff went on, you know.
it all started with thursday. im sitting in dunkin donuts arond 3pm, phone rings, dont recognize the number, but answer the phone anyway. and guess who it is? oo its drew. my senior in highschool boyfriend. wooohooo. not gonna lie, i was happy he called. then im walking back through the commons after class, and i hear someone say hey, and i look at its matt the red-headed bartender from sweetwater. so he stops me in the commons and we talk for a little, hes off to work, im off to get drunk, he says he'll call but i know he's dating the fat chick from sweetwater.
thursday night- greek god/goddess. jpray does a semi-strip tease (no one act surprised now) and kate sings a billy holiday song and wows everyone. kate wins! yeaaa omega pride what. then fatty (or katie rikkola) comes to visit. we all go to some weird bu frat party, get drunk, and dance around like we own the place with mardi gras beads.
firday night dont do anything. decide its better not to drink again since im still recovering from the stomach flu and cant hear out of my left ear. paul comes to visit so i go to fenway to hang out with him and mike.
and then oooo saturday night. aephi decides its a good idea to have a fundraiser party at pnos friends house in northeastern. the plan? no one in aephi is allowed to get real drunk. what happened? aephis were the drunkest motherfuckers there. brian was there cause he came to see paul. drew also came cause he wanted to see me (awwww). bad idea having brian and drew in the same place. im a fucking idiot. then mike and paul show up. more chaos. no details cause that would get me in lots of trouble. anyway, brian ends up getting real mad, leaves the party, finally find him around 3 am, drew leaves, brian and i get in screaming/crying fight in the middle of the street until 4 am. awesome. i hate being drunk and having drama like that. it was so unnecessary. brians still bitter about it too i bet. even more awesome. he said he would do anything in the world to hate me cause it would make his life easier. i said, well, i would do anything in the world to NOT hate you brian. guess thats where we're different.
sunday, back to NE to clean up. iz pukes in the t stationo the way there. apartment is real gross, so after cleaning we all reward ourselves with cold beers. yum.
monday. marathon monday. no school. lying out in the commons with all my sistas for 5 hours. played lots of frisbee and became a member (a founding member) of the elite frisbee team. got VERY VERY sunburnt. lee funder wins boston marathon. good times. i love boston in 90 degree weather.
it all started with thursday. im sitting in dunkin donuts arond 3pm, phone rings, dont recognize the number, but answer the phone anyway. and guess who it is? oo its drew. my senior in highschool boyfriend. wooohooo. not gonna lie, i was happy he called. then im walking back through the commons after class, and i hear someone say hey, and i look at its matt the red-headed bartender from sweetwater. so he stops me in the commons and we talk for a little, hes off to work, im off to get drunk, he says he'll call but i know he's dating the fat chick from sweetwater.
thursday night- greek god/goddess. jpray does a semi-strip tease (no one act surprised now) and kate sings a billy holiday song and wows everyone. kate wins! yeaaa omega pride what. then fatty (or katie rikkola) comes to visit. we all go to some weird bu frat party, get drunk, and dance around like we own the place with mardi gras beads.
firday night dont do anything. decide its better not to drink again since im still recovering from the stomach flu and cant hear out of my left ear. paul comes to visit so i go to fenway to hang out with him and mike.
and then oooo saturday night. aephi decides its a good idea to have a fundraiser party at pnos friends house in northeastern. the plan? no one in aephi is allowed to get real drunk. what happened? aephis were the drunkest motherfuckers there. brian was there cause he came to see paul. drew also came cause he wanted to see me (awwww). bad idea having brian and drew in the same place. im a fucking idiot. then mike and paul show up. more chaos. no details cause that would get me in lots of trouble. anyway, brian ends up getting real mad, leaves the party, finally find him around 3 am, drew leaves, brian and i get in screaming/crying fight in the middle of the street until 4 am. awesome. i hate being drunk and having drama like that. it was so unnecessary. brians still bitter about it too i bet. even more awesome. he said he would do anything in the world to hate me cause it would make his life easier. i said, well, i would do anything in the world to NOT hate you brian. guess thats where we're different.
sunday, back to NE to clean up. iz pukes in the t stationo the way there. apartment is real gross, so after cleaning we all reward ourselves with cold beers. yum.
monday. marathon monday. no school. lying out in the commons with all my sistas for 5 hours. played lots of frisbee and became a member (a founding member) of the elite frisbee team. got VERY VERY sunburnt. lee funder wins boston marathon. good times. i love boston in 90 degree weather.