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I had 5 classes last week. It was pretty sweet. Tuesday Rachel threw Conan a b-day party, so we watched Late Nite in French House and ate really good vegan chocolate cake. We then watched Michael Jackson videos for at least an hour and a half before going to bed. Wednesday I slept...a lot. Thursday was 4/20, but it wasn't that climactic and lots of people were sober, so it wasn't as unbearable as I had feared.
This was the last official "party weekend" of the year, so we lived large!
Friday, I sat around a lot while some of those people I know went to see Death Cab (but they got me a shirt, which is v. awesome!), then we went to hang out in Sarah W.'s room, had some adventures outside, went to the hip-hop show for a bit, then went back to Sarah's. I think I probably ate close to an entire pizza. Ick. Maya and I fell asleep on Sarah's ginormous bed when we were having a spooning party with Kate, Ted, and Sarah, while listening to The Clash.
Saturday, I woke up around 6, when it was starting to get light out, and was all "ZOMGWTFWHEREAMI!?" for a split second, before realizing and going back to bed until 9 when Maya and I came back home and slept until lunch time. Skipped lunch. Lay around until dinner. Went to the amazingly awesome Drag Show. Abby, Maya, and I headed over to Chapin to join the boys "just like the good ole days!" (yay for Abbyisms). I swear those kids are 10 times more homoerotic when they're drunk than they are when sober. After some drinking and adventures outside, we went to the Michael Jackson party at the OEC. Granted, sometimes the music was undancable and there were heinously long pauses in between songs, but on the whole it was pretty swell, especially when the floor shook from all the dancing and near the end where practically everyone there was sucking face with someone on the dance floor (which was pretty much the entire lower level of the house). At one point we left to see the really bad band at C-haus, but went back to dance crazily. Around 2 in the am the "crew" was no where to be found in the OEC, so Sam and I went outside and sat around for a while before calling Abby. She said something about helping Sarah with her piercing, which sounded awfully not good. Upon entering the Chapin 3rd lounge I saw Sarah Smith lying on the couch, looking at her chest piercing, holding the pliers from Chris's toolbox. After a little bit of arguing and some lying around, Sarah, Sam, and I went outside and sat around on the steps of Chapin while Abby and Chris went to bed. Kids set things on fire at the wall. Some people came by and said they were with MTV and took a picture of us (Sarah still had her t-shirt pulled up around her neck under her sweater, which was kinda exposing). Alex Nee, whom I don't know well but seems pretty cool, came and sat for a while and said some really funny shit. I had to get security to let me into my dorm at maybe 4am, which was kind of an ordeal. Uhg.
Sunday, umm, was verrry slow. Sat around a lot (wait, don't I do that every day?). Saw senior dance shows, which were pretty good. Watched music videos. Maya and I went out on a dinner date and had really good pasta. Ben came to play tonight and we watched Baby-Sitter's Cluband had story time, which involved me reading to Ben and Maya, who were curled up on either side of me, from this pretty interesting British site. An excerpt (Ben's fave): "For some this could result in obsessive cleaning or tidying, but for many the biggest bonus is the sense of sexual liberation which can result in mad, abandoned sex for hours - sometimes days - on end."
Finally, we had tea in Kyle's room and had girl talk while making ribbons for Sexual Assault Awareness Day.
I got no work done all weekend. GO ME!
( A quiz thinger and some music videos that make me giggle. )
This was the last official "party weekend" of the year, so we lived large!
Friday, I sat around a lot while some of those people I know went to see Death Cab (but they got me a shirt, which is v. awesome!), then we went to hang out in Sarah W.'s room, had some adventures outside, went to the hip-hop show for a bit, then went back to Sarah's. I think I probably ate close to an entire pizza. Ick. Maya and I fell asleep on Sarah's ginormous bed when we were having a spooning party with Kate, Ted, and Sarah, while listening to The Clash.
Saturday, I woke up around 6, when it was starting to get light out, and was all "ZOMGWTFWHEREAMI!?" for a split second, before realizing and going back to bed until 9 when Maya and I came back home and slept until lunch time. Skipped lunch. Lay around until dinner. Went to the amazingly awesome Drag Show. Abby, Maya, and I headed over to Chapin to join the boys "just like the good ole days!" (yay for Abbyisms). I swear those kids are 10 times more homoerotic when they're drunk than they are when sober. After some drinking and adventures outside, we went to the Michael Jackson party at the OEC. Granted, sometimes the music was undancable and there were heinously long pauses in between songs, but on the whole it was pretty swell, especially when the floor shook from all the dancing and near the end where practically everyone there was sucking face with someone on the dance floor (which was pretty much the entire lower level of the house). At one point we left to see the really bad band at C-haus, but went back to dance crazily. Around 2 in the am the "crew" was no where to be found in the OEC, so Sam and I went outside and sat around for a while before calling Abby. She said something about helping Sarah with her piercing, which sounded awfully not good. Upon entering the Chapin 3rd lounge I saw Sarah Smith lying on the couch, looking at her chest piercing, holding the pliers from Chris's toolbox. After a little bit of arguing and some lying around, Sarah, Sam, and I went outside and sat around on the steps of Chapin while Abby and Chris went to bed. Kids set things on fire at the wall. Some people came by and said they were with MTV and took a picture of us (Sarah still had her t-shirt pulled up around her neck under her sweater, which was kinda exposing). Alex Nee, whom I don't know well but seems pretty cool, came and sat for a while and said some really funny shit. I had to get security to let me into my dorm at maybe 4am, which was kind of an ordeal. Uhg.
Sunday, umm, was verrry slow. Sat around a lot (wait, don't I do that every day?). Saw senior dance shows, which were pretty good. Watched music videos. Maya and I went out on a dinner date and had really good pasta. Ben came to play tonight and we watched Baby-Sitter's Cluband had story time, which involved me reading to Ben and Maya, who were curled up on either side of me, from this pretty interesting British site. An excerpt (Ben's fave): "For some this could result in obsessive cleaning or tidying, but for many the biggest bonus is the sense of sexual liberation which can result in mad, abandoned sex for hours - sometimes days - on end."
Finally, we had tea in Kyle's room and had girl talk while making ribbons for Sexual Assault Awareness Day.
I got no work done all weekend. GO ME!
( A quiz thinger and some music videos that make me giggle. )
