This past weekend, my dear university, Miami University of Ohio, was in the national championship for Hockey. It was a fantastic game that we should have won. One minute left and up by two goals, you’d of thought we had it.

But then BU tied it up, and then ended up scoring in overtime.

I have never seen a party die so fast as the one I was at right then. It was very sad, but the boys worked hard, played hard, and kicked a whole lot of ass.

The exciting thing? They are a young team, and BU is mostly an older team, which means we’re gonna be back next year, and we’re going to win. Quite exciting indeed.

I guess part of the reason it was so easy to get over the loss, for me at least, was because during the game, New Boy and I were playing beer pong…a whole lot of beer pong.

We owned the table all night long. Game after game, we won. And he didn’t even carry the game, I actually made quite a few each game, including a number of the winning cups.

Our reccord ended up being, by the end of the night, 10-0.

Yes, that’s right, we made it to the duble digits. It was glorious. But after 10 straight games of pong, I got bored and well, NB got drunk. So we had to stop.

The appropriate end to the night would have been lots of crazy fooling around, but sadly that did not occur. 10 games of beer pong did not work in my favor because we got to bed and he was out.

I couldn’t sleep so I went home. Turns out new boy was REALLY tired because he then slept till 3pm the next day.

But despite Miami’s Loss, and getting no action at the end of the evening, It will always be the night that I went 10-0 in pong, and that is brag-worthy enough for me!

I’ll be telling my kids about that someday…

You may be surprised to hear, this is not a St. Patrick’s day post. In fact, I didn’t even go out for that holiday. Why? Because I was still recovering from a different holiday celebrated at my school, lovingly dubbed “Green Beer Day.”

Now, I didn’t get to celebrate last year since I had to fly home early, but this year I made sure to be here for it.

The day started for most the campus at 5:30am with kegs and eggs. I started at 8am. Went over to PIKE, drank some green beer, which let me add, is very difficult to choke down that early in the morning. I drank for a while, then got breakfast, slept, went to class for waaayyy too long, then back to the drinking.

I sat on an old fire truck and drank chapagne out of the bottle, then a few beers. I got pretty hammered. Hung out for a while, then made my way to “The Circle” which is just the name of a house where some of my guy friends from last year live. There, I met up with my best guy friend Ben. I got drunker. Not on purpose! I swear, it’s that thing where you just keep drinking casually, talking, drinking, and don’t realize till too late that you’re giggling for no reason and you are being held up by your friend who is just ask drunk as you are.

It was then that I realized I was a 15 minute walk from my dorm, it was midnight out, and if I didn’t leave right then, I would probably have been stuck in their bathroom all night over the toilet.

So I bolted.

Had to walk my drunk ass home alone. Bad idea, I know. Thank goodness I have a safe campus.

But to make myself feel better about walking home alone in the dark…..I called my mom. Yes, I drunk dialed my mom. She talked to me the whole way home.

I’m 20 years old, and I still talk to my mommy when I’m scared. haha

But halfway home, my phone died….And I got a very angry voicemail from my mom heh

But I got back safe, called my mom back, got my trashcan, and got in bed.

Puked green for a few hours. Slept. Woke up hungover as hell.

I skipped my first class, showed up to my second one long enough to hand in a paper, then went back to bed.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t just sleep all day. I had to fly home that night. And I know from past experiences that flying home hung over is the worst…and now I’ve done it twice. You’d think I’d learn, but no.

I felt better when I found out that my friend Ben got just as sick as I did. Hah!

The bad part though? I hadn’t sene my parents in 2 months, and the first thing my dad does when I get home?

He offers me a beer.

So I’m entering finals week, but not without one last night of debauchery before I go into a week of studying. Then again, not too intense of a week for me. I just finished my 8 page final paper for one class, and I got out of my spanish final because I had a 90%. That means, despite taking 18 credits (6 classes) this semester, I only have to take one final. it’s on Wednesday and only 50 mc questions long. I’m so psyched! haha

But about the night of debauchery.

The party is at Dan’s house, My friend Emily’s boyfriend. We get there, and not many people are there yet. Didn’t stop the guys that live there from getting drunk. We brought over snacks, some rice crispy treats, puppy chow, and christmas cookies. We also ordered champagne. We wanted pretty classes to drink them with so we had Dan reach up to get us some glasses because we were worried we’d break them. We should have been more worried about Dan doing it.

He managed to break two large glasses and glass when everywhere, including into our food we had brought. We swept it up pretty well, but cleaned up the food, but we still had to be warry of it. I mean, do you really want to eat glass?

Well we hadn’t had anything to drink yet, our cheap $6 champagne hadn’t arrived. But the guys from a kegger at another house did. One guy enters, Andrew, and wants to show us how many he had at the house. Unlike the others, he didn’t keep his tallies on his arm. No, he pulls down his pants to show us his furry butt with all his tally marks. Lovely.

Then he tries to steal their tea kettle by showing it up under his shirt. But there was water in it…So he got water all down the front of himself. Poor choice.

But then some others walked in. I turned to my friend, “Looks like some trash walked in.” You should have seen these girls. One of them was the girl that had worn the victoria secret sexy santa costume to a holiday party. She leaned over and we totally got an eyeful of what we didnt want to see. But tonight she was just wearing a white shirt with a black bra that she had unbuttoned to show off her boobs. I’m all for sexy, but seriously?

Well turns out when I turned and made that comment to my friend, she thought I meant the smell that walked in. It was then that I realized that there was an AWFUL smell coming from a guy that had walked in. So we moved, i mean, he smelled TERRIBLE.

SO we are on the couch, and this guy comes over and rips one right next to us. And that smelled even worse. I still hadn’t had anything to drink, and I thought I was going to get sick it was so awful. ANd everyone at the party knew. ONe guy lit a match by his ass just to try and get rid of it, or light it on fire. Not really sure. Regardless, it was awful.

But the party progressed. Eventually it led to a very drunk birthday boy demanding body shots. We managed to convince all the house mates to do one off his tummy. That was VERY entertaining. Then we had a ridiculous dance party till 3am. Then the remaining finially got home at 4am.

I was asleep by 5am. It was one hell of a night. It was fun not to be the drunk ones for once! Interesting side note, all the food was gone when we left. Veerry interesting, eh? haha I wonder who ate glass….yick!

Wish me luck on my one final! woooo!

Of the National Novel Writing Month 2008!!!!

Took me almost the whole month, but I finished on the 25th of November. I am a winner!!

Every year I post this, and say I’m actually going to do it. This year…I’m serious. And I’m going to post my word count every day here, as well as on the site. And I’ll post little excerpts, and stuff. That way I’ll be writing, AND I’ll be updating here. Yesss…productivity.

Now, about my story plans:

No title yet, really haven’t thought about it. Hopefully it will come to me!

Synopsis:    After a less than ideal first meeting, Delicia and Marcus encounter a strange magical wind which leaves them both without the items they hold dearest. Driven by the desire to retrieve their treasures and sheer stubbornness, the duo heads off on an adventure where they not only encounter an array of interesting characters, but also find that one of their treasures in the hands of a greedy sorceress will cause more trouble than it’s worth.

Stay interested!! and then maybe I will….

I have returned! After a rough finals week, and even rougher move out day, and a much needed week of re-coop, I am back. To start things off, I’ll give you the rundown.

Final grades - A, A-, A-, A-, B+, B

Not bad, Should have been one more A, but i only got an 82 on the exam in the class I had an 89.8 in and ended up with an 89.1 final grade. I was NOT pleased.

As for move out day….Well, that morning I woke up and had no idea how I got into bed. Yes, I got absolutely shit faced, went to a bar and remember nothing more. I was with two friends, but they left early because one of them had to be carried home. I was left there…black out drunk and alone….GAH! Apparently a random fellow walked me home, thank goodness, then my friend met me as soon as I got in the dorm and took me upstairs. She tells me I was acting insane. Again, Blacked out. I remember nothing.

I was up at 7am puking my guts out and couldn’t sleep. It was horrible. Though, I was just glad I woke up alone. Fucking vodka… But yeah, so I puked until probably 5pm. My other friend was in my room with me, the one who had to be carried home, and we shared a trashcan. The worst part of all of this was my father was there to pick me up and help me move out of the dorms that day. So he got to watch me puke all day long. He would take things out to the car and come back only to find me laying on the floor miserable. Not my greatest moment, and he hasn’t let me forget it.

I’ve been sober since, and have NO desire to drink for a very long time.

Well after a 9 hour drive home, I got to go shopping, get a haircut, get pretty nails, etc. Do all those fun girly things I never got to do at school. I also saw Iron Man — great movie, I highly recommend it.

I got to cuddle with my favorite! That made me happy. He’s at the beach now, I miss him already! and it’s only for a few days. Guess I got spoiled.

In other news–>

I’m getting glasses, well, sort of. I got my eyes checked out, just a usual checkup, and the doc said I have great eyes, beautiful blue and powerful! But apparently they work too hard when focusing up close which results in me zoning out while I read because my eyes get tired. So heck, insurance pays for it, so we got some for me! I’m excited because I love reading and anything that will make it easier and faster is perfect. I’ll get a picture up when I get them.

Also, my employment status. I have always worked at my TKD school where I got a black belt and all. It’s just always been how things work. But with the economy down the drain like it is, my boss doesn’t have enough spots avaliable for the returning college students! So I had to like….get a real job.

This has been unfortunate because I am really late in applying for a summer job. Luckily my school got out kinda early so I had a little jump start. I put apps in at a few restaurants and a salon, but I don’t have any serving experience, so most the really nice places would only hire me as hostess and for only a few shifts a week — not working for me.

I applied at Damons, and the guy said I had a great personality! Yay! But yeah, only hostess and very few shifts. I understood, he was really nice

But I turned an application in to Friendly’s, a little diner/ice cream place and I guess they were desperate for help because they pretty much hired me on the spot. I go for my ‘orientation’ on Tuesday. I hope that means they are pretty much hiring me. I don’t know, this is the only place that would hire me with no experience.

So now I’m going to be a server, eek! A real job! With customers who don’t respect you and taxes… I’m really nervous. I went online and printed out their menu so I could start studying it. My mom laughed at me. I think she knows what I’m in for. I don’t know how much I’ll be making yet, I hope I find out soon. It’s kinda important.

So I have a feeling I’m going to be having fun stories about shitty people to put here. what fun, what fun!

Hope everyone’s summer is starting out warm and sunny!

I could not possibly be more bored right now. I’m in geology 111, “Rocks for Jocks” and I have to skip Green Beer Day because I’m flying home tonight and apparently air ports do not look kindly to drunk college students trying to board planes via the baggage claim.

For those that don’t know, Green Beer Day is MU Ohio’s bitch slap to the university for scheduling spring break over St. Patrick’s Day. They think that if no one is in school on this day, then kids will be less likely to drink. What do we do? Create a drinking holiday of our own.

Every year, GBD is the thrusday before spring break. It starts at 5:30am thrusday morning and ends at 5:30am friday morning. Yes, a full 24 hours of drinking.

Everyone skips class, wears a green shirt, and drinks green beer. It’s a campus wide shit show.

Professors, having learned of of long tradition, have been told to schedule tests today and tomorrow. Most just cancel class, or tell us not to come unless we are sober enough to sit still and be quiet. I got extra credit for coming to class. Excellent.

But I’d much rather be drinking beer. Green Beer.

Sadly, this year I have to head home early because there is a $300 difference between the plane ticket home today and the ticket for tomorrow. So I have to sit here in class, next to a guy who smells very pungently of beer and is sporting a VERY green tongue, wishing I was not sober.

Luckily, My parents felt sorry for me and agreed to celebrate with me tonight. We’re going to play a mad game of “pass out” and maybe some drunk pool.

Drink Strong, my friends, Drink Strong.

I was originally waiting till something exciting happened to post something new. Especially since it’s been a week since Valentine’s day. And I really didn’t think anyone wanted to hear about the copious amounts of crazy hot sex that my boyfriend had. Actually, I’ll begin with a recap.

My Valentines day included sex, lounging, sex, Chinese food, sex, donuts, Moulin Rouge, sex, then passing out at 12:30am. It was awesome. Best celebration ever, especially after last year getting lost for two hours driving home from dinner. Fancy dinners aren’t worth it. It’s all about the staying home and chilling.

That’s about it for that. I mean, I could brag more about how incredible my boyfriend is in bed, but really, I don’t think people (other than him) want to read about it.

But back to today. Today is my BIRTHDAY!!! YAAY!!!

My friend bust in at midnight with a crown, boa, cookies, cards, and a gift!! My gift was an adorable coach wristlet!! oh yes…it’s real. Yeah, my friends seriously kick ass. Not to mention they outlined my door in birthday signs. If there was any doubt it was my birthday, its gone.

My boyfriend is sadly unable to be here with me in Ohio, but its okay because he still chimed in with a nice Happy Birthday and promised to celebrate when I get home He is the best.

But that’s all as of yet. Hopefully after this coming weekend I’ll have better stories because thats when we are all celebrating.

Here’s to a year of ridiculousness!!

First off, I want to apologize for the drunk post from the other night. I don’t even remember being on the computer that night. It was one of those nights where my friends felt the need to get me drunker than usual.

It started out with me just wanting to go and a have a few beers, and see all my friends up at the PIKE house. (PKA Frat for those who don’t know) It was a Heaven and Hell party, and I chose to be a devil. That’s just how I roll. Not gonna lie, I looked pretty devilish.

Well we get there, and it turns out they have….JUNGLE JUICE! With not the usual nasty vodka that most places use since Everclear is illegal in Ohio. No, it had everclear, which I didn’t realize till after three cups and 2 beers. Possibly more beers, to be honest, I don’t remember. They just kept going down.

As far as I remember I made out with 2 or 3 girls. The third one may have been a mirror in the bathroom. We danced in the shower, we took way too many pictures, and we told everyone that we are the dirty south.

Again, for those that don’t know, the Dirty South consists of 8 girls that live in my corridor. They are sexy and bad ass. We aren’t to be messed with. But we are always willing to fool around. Well, the single one are. Two of us have boyfriends, but we like to tease.

Anyway. At some point, we all got split up. So one of the PIKE pledges, a friend of mine from a previous party, walked me home. Sadly, I do remember at point stopping, turning to the side, yacking, then continuing to walk. Didn’t even phase me. Not bad for the first time getting sick at school.

Eventually I made it home. Curled up with my trash can and passed out. Obviously not after some drunk blogging though.

Come to find out the next morning that only 3 of 8 of the girls came home that night. Damn right, we’re the dirty south.

I got plastered piggy when they found out I got sick. That means I have a picture of a hairless guinea pig on my door all week so everyone knows I got plastered over the weekend. Always fun.

And even though I woke up with the hangover fit for Satan himself (see what I did there?), I got a call from my mom.

Now, Brace yourself. This was the most exciting thing to happen to me in a long time

My parents…without even telling me ahead of time…….

BOUGHT ME A NEW CAR!!!

yes that’s right, a Brand New Silver 2008 Honda Civic. They then sent me this picture:

Now every time I see a car commercial, I freak out.

What makes this even better is, this coming weekend, I’m going home!! So I get to drive MY BRAND NEW CAR!!!

I think I’ll name her Delilah. <3

The final reason this weekend has been awesome?

John. He just makes me happy. Thus, every time I get to talk to him? awesome.

I know, my admiration sickening isn’t it?

SO that is why this weekend has been the best weekend ever. Until next weekend, when I get to have hot hot valentines/birthday sex and drive my BRAND NEW CAR!

This year, I’m going on a ski trip with the nearby College ski club, and my boyfriend. And it’s to Quebec, Canada.

its 5:34am right now. I’m getting picked up to go at 6am. Bus leaves at 7am.

We get there at 10pm.

Luckily, I’ll be so drunk by the time I get to the border, It wont matter.

4 days of skiing. 4 days of partying.

New Years in a country where this specific part of it the drinking age is 18.

Driving that long trip back on New Years Day (aka national hangover day)

Hilarity should ensue.
See you all in the new year!!