Wild Weekend 10/5/2003
This month has been so insane...I should've written sooner but I never seem to have time. So yeah..I'll start from where I last left off. Engineer Boy never called...I was kind of upset by that one because we had a really awesome conversation...and I assume that when a guy asks for my number, he'll use it. I mean, what's the point in even asking if you're not?
So anyway, the next weekend we had a mixer with a frat called TKE, which was absolutely horrendous. Last semester's mixer with them was really fun...I'm not quite sure what happened. This semester the boys for the most part were anti-social and downright rude. We had a Mardi Gras theme and the boys were supposed to give their beads to us--we'd go up to them and ask them and they'd act like we asked for one of their testicles or something. We got there a half hour after the mixer started and all of the alcohol was gone. Not that I'm an alcoholic or anything, but you really can't be in downtown Binghamton sober. I hadn't gone out all weekend and it was just a waste of a night.
That Friday we had a rush round at a nearby house so Tanya, Big, me, Corinne, Erin, and Sara all drove there together. Big got blasted off of wine and I just kind of hung out, was antisocial towards our prospective new memebers (hell I sometimes just don't feel like being fake and pretending to care what their major is, or where they're from), and ate the food. By the time we left, Big was good and wasted. She ran away from us at one point, yelling that she had to meet up with her friends at AXP, another frat. Tanya and I, like assholes in heels, ran after her. First, Big was running the wrong way, and second, the boys were downtown and not at their house. We finally dragged her back after she had ran down the block.
By this time we were still pretty far from downtown and the wine was definitely started to affect my bladder. Big was loudly drunk-dialing Maria so I asked Tanya if she knew of a place that was open at night, nearby, where I could use the bathroom. So she says, "Yeah the bank. Ivy and I pee outside of it all the time--there are plenty of dark corners." Now, to a sober person, that idea might seem a little preposterous. But I wasn't sober so the idea sounded pretty good to me. Now, I don't exactly have a lot of experience with urinating outside of public places, so I kind of used my own logic on how to do it. I was afraid to squat, because of what happened last year (I was drunk in CIW with my friends at the time, and was squatting in the woods...someone said something funny, and I kind of fell over...so yea...). So instead, using Artist-logic, I took off my pants and underwear, placed them about two feet away from me, and sat down on a grassy ledge. Tanya was in her corner hysterically laughing. Ivy was in the street, still drunk-dialing Maria. I put my pants back on (notice I said pants, and not my underwear and pants) and walked back to Big.
We were in the club for awhile, dancing and hanging out. Big found herself a boy so they were hooking up against a wall. She decided to go home with him, so Tanya walked me back and then took a cab back to her suite on campus. We're in the middle of downttown when I start yelling, "My underwear is gone!!! I'm not wearing any underwear!! I LOST MY UNDERWEAR!!" Tanya and I eventually figured out that I left them outside the bank...so yea...that was my craziness for the night...
Then, the next night we had a mixer with a frat I'll call ASP...the party was absolutely awesome. I went there with Big, Tanya, and some of my pledge sisters. The frat punch was amazing ( a little too good actually) and the boys were the nicest people you could hope to meet. I played flip cup for over an hour with my Nicole, Lauren, and Jay, my hook-up from last year...He's in love with my friend Ashely now...not that I'm bitter...But anyway, it was really fun. I never knew how to play flip cup before and everyone had great time laughing at me trying to learn. At the end of the party I actually got quite good. I also got quite wasted...Yea..playing flip cup with wicked frat punch wasn't the best of ideas...it go to the point where I was downing beers like water...
I ended up hitting on my friend Almon hardcore. He told me he wanted to go to TKE's party, and I refused because of what happened last week. He was like "Well I won't go if you won't." (I'm assuming he was pretty drunk too since we generally have a pretty platonic friendship). I remember holding his hand as we walked downtown...and apparently when they went to go and pee in an alley I went with them...my friends assured me that I kept my back turned...I don't remember this at all. I also told Almon about me leaving my underwear at a bank. I also asked him for his number and threatened him to not forget about my birthday that next week...So yea...Artist was wasted...
We walked into the club and I promptly and violently threw up all over the bathroom and ion the garbage can. Tanya, Big and Meyet escorted me out of there as quickly as hell...well, actually Tanya carried me, and the other two followed. I have no idea where Almon went. They dragged me down the street back to my apartment where I got sick so badly that my entire apartment heard me.Tanya did an awesome job taking care of me...I screamed at them that "my bed was too high" so they made a bed for me on the floor, along with a glass of water nearby. The next morning I thought I was about to die, so I actually called Becca for hangover remedies. I spent most of the day on the floor swearing to myself that I'd never drink again...but then, of course, my 21st birthday was the following week....
So that was some of the craziness so far...junior year has proven to be as interesting as hell....
Artist
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