Weekend Update!
Ok, I've got some good stories to tell. First of all, I forgot to tell a couple from last weekend. So if you would refer to last weekend's post, you'll see that I went on a shopping trip. Well, on that trip we stopped in at The Buckle. I was just looking around, but my roommate was thinking about buying something....on a side note, I almost bought a nice pearl-snap shirt, but it cost like $35.00! No way! Anyway, when we first walked in, I made a comment about how the last time I went to The Buckle I tried on a pair of cool pants. Except, when I got them on, I looked in the mirror and saw that, while they looked good on the maniquin, I looked gay in them. Like the way they hung on me made me look like a homosexual, so I quickly took them off. So as I was making this comment, we were entering the store and a very very gay worker there asked us if we could be helped. And I'm 99% sure he heard me.....and I felt bad....kinda, except he was way nice to us in the store....so that kind of worries me....I dunno.
Ok, second story. Again, if you'll refer to the previous weekend, I did edward 40 hands and then walked around. Well, when I got back from walking around, I wanted to sleep on the couch because I knew my roommate would be in our room with his girlfriend. But one of my other roommates was already sleeping on the couch. Well there was no way I was going to sleep on the other couch, so I walked up to him and slapped him on the face. He sat straight up and was like "What's wrong!" hahaha...it was so funny. I made him sleep in his bed so I could sleep on the couch.
Anyway, back to this weekend. Friday I had a 2-question essay test in Philosophy that was worth 100 points. Then I had to write a column for the campus newspaper before I could do anything else and then I had a quiz in my last class and then I had band. So after all of that stress, I really wanted to just sit and relax the night away. But no, one of my roommates wanted to drink. So I had to go to the liquor store...and I ended up having a couple of beers with him. But that was boring and he wanted to go visit his girlfriend and I didn't, so I ended up going and watching part of a movie with a friend, but then we ended up talking about stuff and then we went to the end of a party.....and I ended up just going back to my room. Pretty "meh" night. But oh well, because saturday night was stinkin awesome!
One of my roommates (remember, I have 7) had his 21st birthday out in his polebarn. Since it's close to halloween, it was a bonefide costume party. I was a hawkeye fan (scary, I know) my roommate was a girl, another one was a lumberjack, and another one bought a knight costume that was made for children 8 and under and wore that. So we all went out there at 7, all dressed up. Don't worry, there were plenty of DD's out there and everybody was safe. Anyway, to continue the story, when we got there....there weren't that many people there and it was kind of boring, but as the beer began to flow it got more and more fun. And then the Tippy Cup tournament started and that was a lot of fun. And then we played the card game Horserace and that was fun. And then there was a pinata and that was fun. And the night was crazy fun. But then the keg went dry...so they went and got another, and it was all downhill from there. People started leaving, but the core 15 or so people stayed and tapped the second keg. But there was no way we were going to finish the second one. So I, being the sensitive type, decided I would drink my heart out in an attempt to finish it off. Well, when we decided it was about time to leave (at midnight, but keep in mind we got there at 7...so that was 5 hours of drinking beer) I was pretty sloshed. Much more than normally so. And I drank way too much, obviously. So picture this: A lumberjack driving down mainstreet with Janet Reno and a Knight in the backseat, and me, with my face painted all black, hanging out of the window puking all over the place. I guess they stopped for a while, but I don't remember. In fact, I don't remember getting out of the car, or walking back to my room, or lying down on the couch. It was bad. But extremly funny. I hate it when I puke, but the circumstances of this were so funny....hahahaha......that one'll go down in the history books, I think.
I woke up at 10:30 this morning and the following thoughts went through my head: Ok, why am I on the couch? How did I get home last night? Was I safe? Did I hurt anybody? And then I remembered the car ride. And laughed hysterically. hahahha. OOOOh man! Anyway, that was my weekend, and it was all good fun. Now this next week, I go home on wednesday for fall break and hang out there by myself for a few days and then come back here again. YAY! Alrighty then, back to doing nothing until I go to bed and wake up at 7a.m. for my first class. BOO!