Drunken Week 11/22/2004
It was actually a really good week this past week. I went out on Wednesday night after work for the Greek Life mixer at SB. I ended up pregaming in the Walmart parking lot while waiting for my bus, so that by the time I got to Erin's house I was pretty drunk....I dunno guess you had to be there...it was funny.
The Greek Life mixer kind of sucked because no one really showed up but we had a good time because Jared Campbell, a locally famous musician, was playing at SB so half of my sorority and I had kareoke night, which was awesome. It was a really good night also because my entire sorority seemed to be getting along, for once.
Thursday night I stayed in to do work and Friday I went out with Bridgette and Jennie, my housemates for next semester. I'm moving because I really hate being alone, and I hate being so far from downtown. So after my car gets fixed over winter break I'm moving into their house. Anyway, I pregamed at Jennie and Bridgette's house and then we went over to Jennie's friend's house who was having a small house party. The house was absolutely GORGEOUS. Plus it had a fully stocked bar, so I was in heaven. I had a ridiculous number of shots that night so by the time we hit up the bars I was really wasted. We were having fun at SB when I ran into who I thought was Dashu, one of Chris's friends. Dashu had come up to me a few weeks earlier and had randomly made a comment that I hated him or something since I had apparently shoved him or something a week earlier, accidentally. I don't hate him, so I totally denied it and then we started talking. He's actually a really nice guy. Anyway, the guy wasn't Dashu, but Chris pulled me over and asks, "Can I talk to you?" Being drunk I agreed and then went on to explain, probably incoherently, that I didn't hate Dashu and that I didn't want Dashu to think I hated him so I said hi to him. Chris, also drunk, goes on to tell me that he avoids me because he thinks I hate him (I do) and that he didn't use me, and that he really did like me. I don't remember what I replied, but I did back away saying that I didn't want to talk to him while drunk. Remind me to stay far away from ex-boyfriends/ex-hook-ups when I'm that inebriated.
Anyway, then we went to the Rat where I danced with a somewhat sketchy guy and danced on the stage with Bridgette and Jennie. Jennie decided that she wanted to go to the Sig Ep house for after hours so we followed her. The party was pretty dead and the guy I was talking to was a total weirdo. He told me that he had served a sentence for drug possession....so yeah, we left Jennie there since she really wanted to stay and Bridgette and I went back to her house to crash.
Bridgette left me in her room while she got ready to go to her boyfriend's house. I slept in her bed that night and woke up early that morning feeling viciously ill. I was really afraid that I was going to get sick at her house..luckily I didn't. Bridgette woke me up around one in the afternoon asking me if I wanted to go to breakfast with her and her boyfriend. Jennie was dead to the world so we left her in her room. Breakfast was fun...a little odd but fun. Bridgette's boyfriend Tim used to really hate me and my pledge class so it was a little weird talking to him like we were buddies. I got back to my apartment around three and slept til six when I got an IM from Lisa asking me to go to the movies with her, Lauren, and Erin. We saw Bridgette Jones's Diary II...it was alright. I'm generally not into chick flicks. I went to Heather's house after the movie with the girls. I ended up pregaming with too much tequila and ended up hazing my friend Brian, who's in ZBT. We played this game called "fraternity" (or it's called "sorority" if you play it with sorority chicks). It's when some people pretend to be pledges and get hazed by others who are pretending to be sisters/brothers....it's funny, especially when you're drunk. Anyway, Sabrina, Heather's housemate was acting bitchy so that kind of ruined out night. Not looking forward to living with the little drama queen.... Downtown wasn't that fun. I was really dazed and out of it and just wasn't having a good time. I had a much better time at the movies, hanging out with my pledge class....Heather, because she hadn't been drinking, ended up driving me back to my apartment. The next day I had to attend an employee meeting at Old Navy which sucked because it was at 8 am. I truly wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Two hours had never gone slower in my life. And my boss Beth, who's a really nice women, but a little too hyped up on Prozac, just made my headcahe that much worse. So I compensated and slept til 4 pm once I got home and ate an entire Tombstone pizza by myself :o).
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