Rectangles247's Journal

Been a while since I’ve spoken on here- I signed on to 34 hugs and 15 new messages, so please be patient! 

been spending more time with friends and the weathers been good, and you know how I love my weather :)  well, I did the college girl thing and spent all weekend trashed... boy have I got stories! Ok here’s a little sneak at what the weekend was like:

 Friday night I hung out with a girl fro class, didn’t know any of her friends, but dang, the party was busted.... so I decided to keep taking drinks until it felt interesting... beer pong was funny because im usually pretty good but I was missing left and right until the last (winning) cup- so I kept winning! Well, we finally lost at some point so I got bored again and started drinking more vodka (I bought a handle of Smirnoff earlier that night...) well I end up pretty plastered. plastered + bored = very bad combo...little later on, a girl walks in (never seen this bitch in my life) - points at me and yells. I HATE YOU or something like that (think she thought I was some one else).  My friend standing next to me is like, who is that? And im like I don’t fucking know...well I decide to have fun with the girl, so I yell FUCK YOU! and it just kept going back and forth like that, with people staring, prob. hoping for a cat fight, which is something I’d never do...but im getting a kick out of it all while the girls taken it pretty seriously... later on, her bf, the dd shows up end takes us to a frat house. frat party sucked, so we all came back, me and her "fighting" the whole way...  at the time, I thought it was hilarious... turns out its her bfs house we're at, so he sides with his precious and wants me to leave, I am more than happy to go, so im walkin out the door in a heartbeat... bunch of my friends are like no, no, no come back, but im like fuck it- this place is boring anyway  well my one friend follows me down the street, calls a guy to come pick us up... we get in the car... I have on me my purse, a 500 dollar jacket, and a huge handle of Smirnoff.  My friends about to puke, she gets out, I go help her...guys wouldnt wait for us- throws my purse out and drives off with my liquor and coat.   I get him on the phone and just bitch him the fuck out like crazy.  He comes back, drops the coat off- steals the liquor.  So im pretty fuckin pissed. We walk to a frat I don’t like but wanted in just cuz its cold as shit out. They let me in, not my friend, but im too plastered to care. So I go in and run into one of my buds... we had a good time, but got kind of lame when the party died down, so I start bitching about my vodka being gone.  People are laughing as they’d probably never seen a girl cry over vodka like this before.  all the while this brother's trying to get me to dance on the table... and kept saying no, I am not going to dance on the fuckn table, im not going to dance on the fuckin table...well, he shows me a fresh jug of vodka, I grab it and am like fine im going to dance on the fuckin table. Table dancing is nothing new to me: but get this: I just lost a whole handle of vodka, and I am NOT setting this one down, so I insisted on dancing with this big ass jug in my hands, which probably looked insanely funny.  My friend was laughing so hard I thought she was going to fart lightning bolts. So I get down and am bout to take a sip of this "vodka" turns out its water... I spat that shit everywhere... and now really pissed... well, I find the guy who gave it to me sitting down... I start pouring the water on his head. Well, I didn’t know he was a brother, so long story short, I get kicked out, their dd takes me back. im so delirious, I pass out on the living room floor.  I woke up at around 3:30 to the sound of laughter :)

next day power went out so i stay w/ my buddy on campus and the heat wasnt wrkin so we're freezing... i proposed the idea that we all get plastered until we're too drunk to care.  so that worked out alright, minus the fact that going from my sharp-object-free house to a place w/  bunch of knives was an interesting adjustment.  now they all know i cut and theyve pretty much figured out Bob by now...yes, i even took showrs in the dark :)

Three nights in a row im drunk off whisky... I had a mad hangover at school this morning when my teacher starts talking about how "some people get plastered off whisky every night" and it causes brain damage- me and my friend both start laughing. im sitting there the whole time trying not to puke.  Ended up fun weekend :)