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Eff Mondays.
This weekend is going down in Woo Crew history as the shittiest weekend ever. Now to most people that would mean there was absolutely no fun, but no theres still some good here and there.
OK.
First. I probably have to get my tonsils out. I am scared. Found that out Friday.
Then, Saturday comes along. I had been looking forward to this day all week. Everyone was going to be there. So Jay goes to get the beer, he gets busted. So what do we do? We send someone else. We dont listen to the Karma sign. No, we're dumb. So we get more beer, set up beer pong in the common room and proceed. I keep everyone to shh but no one listens and finally I'm drunk so I'm like eh fuck it. Be loud. All the sudden at like 1230 the RA's knock on the door. I'm like RA's!!! and run in my room. Everyone does the same and the RA's key into our apartment. I'm like oh jesus. I come out in a night shirt and tell them I have been asleep for two hours. They take all our beer, we got written up and I was mad. So when they left I took the Captains and drank it lol. It didn't really help haha.
Sunday I woke up feeling really sick, like cold sick and I was like great. We end up going to Burger King and I couldn't eat my whole meal. Do you know how rare that is? Me hungover and cant eat greasy food? It's like unheard of.
Then we get back from Burger King and we look and find out that Cow Cow our pet rat had died. We had a funeral service and everything. It was so sad.
Then I wanted to nap and Neal sprayed Lysol in my mouth and I was poisoned. I almost killed him. Who does that?? Thats my weekend kids.
This weekend is going down in Woo Crew history as the shittiest weekend ever. Now to most people that would mean there was absolutely no fun, but no theres still some good here and there.
OK.
First. I probably have to get my tonsils out. I am scared. Found that out Friday.
Then, Saturday comes along. I had been looking forward to this day all week. Everyone was going to be there. So Jay goes to get the beer, he gets busted. So what do we do? We send someone else. We dont listen to the Karma sign. No, we're dumb. So we get more beer, set up beer pong in the common room and proceed. I keep everyone to shh but no one listens and finally I'm drunk so I'm like eh fuck it. Be loud. All the sudden at like 1230 the RA's knock on the door. I'm like RA's!!! and run in my room. Everyone does the same and the RA's key into our apartment. I'm like oh jesus. I come out in a night shirt and tell them I have been asleep for two hours. They take all our beer, we got written up and I was mad. So when they left I took the Captains and drank it lol. It didn't really help haha.
Sunday I woke up feeling really sick, like cold sick and I was like great. We end up going to Burger King and I couldn't eat my whole meal. Do you know how rare that is? Me hungover and cant eat greasy food? It's like unheard of.
Then we get back from Burger King and we look and find out that Cow Cow our pet rat had died. We had a funeral service and everything. It was so sad.
Then I wanted to nap and Neal sprayed Lysol in my mouth and I was poisoned. I almost killed him. Who does that?? Thats my weekend kids.