Jan 23, 2005 20:46
Oh, Stillers. What is there to say? It just wasn't a good day for them. Well "there's always next year".
Anyway, party at my house last night = Success.
With the exception of a few things, but we'll leave those out and just remember the good times.
It consisted of lots of drinking, decent amount of heads, good music (which turned into terrible mainstream rap once Donte got the remote), ghetto ass beer pong with a foil ball and coffee mugs, bomb homemade cake and brownies, a hardcore game of Stella Ella Olla, Mimi arriving fashionably late for her own party and then getting shitfaced off of 2 beers, some tagging with Joelle and Ben underneath Mission Street bridge, writing on each others backs/arm/whole bodies with sharpies (most of the drawings were of penises or something of that matter), some disgusting porn, funny people hooking up, taking a shitload of pictures and claiming Nick's digital camera as mine, being responsible drunks and cleaning up while playing beer pong with the Incredibles, getting everyone in the recycling spirit, and Ben Droz not shutting up until 6 in the morning.
Those are just some of the random things coming to my mind right now, but there was lots more. Good times.
Thanks to everyone that came.
I am not, in the least bit, looking forward to school tomorrow.
If not for finals, this whole week would be spent at home instead of school.
Buh bye.