I now have 8am classes on Mondays and Wednesdays and Fridays, which totally sucks balls and makes it hard to go out on Thursday night, but last night I pulled it off, some how. Also I share all my classes with Jersey, and me and her have actually gotten really really close this semester.
First of all, I wanna tell about last weekend:
So Mac and I went to this party last Saturday and attending this party was the new cast of the foreign exchange club, most of which are fucking hot ass girls. This one hot girl from Spain, named Empanada or something, spent the whole night talking to me, and I was pointing to items all over the place getting her to say what they were, and she would sing "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes," on command. Long story short, Mac wound up bringing home a British girl, who I realized totally has class with me and Jersey.
So back to last night, I went out to the bars with Hn1, her boyfriend, and their roommates, which I guess has become my new bar crew. Hn1 picked me up, and I brought about six beers with me expecting to pre-game somewhere...but turns out we weren't really pregamming...we kinda went to the apartment we used to live at, into the room of the RA, and had to shotgun six beers while her roommates watched tv. Anyways, after that we headed to Clubbar, but seeing how it was only 9:30, the bar was dead and we wound up sitting there for an hour or so.
After a while I wound up texting Jersey and she told me she was at CBOS, so we headed over there. I found Jersey in the back corner and I immediately had to tell her about the British girl and Mac, seeing how I didn't really have a chance to say anything about it this week in class. Then, and I can't make this up, out of NOWHERE the British girl appears! So now we're all talking about class and shit and I buy us all 2 dollar shots and we decide to head to Sportsbar. On my way out I thought I saw Empanada so I pointed to her and said "Head Shoulders Knees and Toes!" ...But it wasn't her. Turns out I said that to a complete stranger.
Anyway we head to Sportsbar and I stepped outside for a little bit, but when I started to walk back in the bouncer stopped me and said I was too drunk. So I knew what to do, I went to the other door and went inside and kept drinking. After a little while though I wound up walking past the first door only to catch eyes with the bouncer that denied me entrance, and needless to say he was pissed. So yes, I got kicked out of Sportsbar, it was fun.
I wound up going to Chillbar, for the first time all year by the way, and all the bartenders and doormen were enthralled to see me again! Then I decided to buy a table of girls shots...now this part gets hazy because all I remember is the female bartender saying "You don't wanna buy them all shots." And then I thought I did...but my receipt says I didn't. Anyway, I got home somehow, and apparently I went to Wawa and made them make me breakfast.
Oh and its homecoming weekend, AKA the one year anniversary of my EPIC night. Hopefully this weekend will yield another post.
Oh and I texted my ex and said "Come be with John Wayne forever...he took over your battalion!" ...Don't ask me what that could possibly mean.