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"And your glasses, your hideous glasses..."26 September 2004 - 4:55 a.m. Hmm... Even though this is my normal bedtime (unfortunately), I am writing this, even though I am VERY tired... So the frat party... pretty uneventful. Gross would be the best word. Gross and blurry. This is because the room was so sauna-esque, we were all drenched with sweat after about five minutes. Everyone was dripping. It must have been over 50 degrees. Gross. We laughed about it a lot. It was disgusting. But funny. And I'm not exaggerating about the heat and humidity. I spend the entire night glasses-less, because the moment we started down the stairs to the party, my glasses fogged up. Seriously. So I kept them in the pocket, hence the blurriness. Saba suggested I should get contacts, but I think she was just being nice. The beer tasted like water, and no one showed drunken signs until we got back here (Jen was pretty funny and wanted to kiss us all...?) I had four and was kind of tired, that's about it. We carried a free dresser down the street, and made Scott and Steph laugh with our yelling and laughing. Fun times! Everyone was wearing white and had some marker on them. We just danced about and drank the piss-beer. The bathrooms, I can't even describe them. Worst thing I've ever seen. And I didn't even use them! (Soph and Tia have balls!) Jen kept getting all the guys (maybe I need to find uglier friends? Har har...) and she started talking to one guy with a semi-mohawk. I didn't even notice it was Ryan from res until Tia told Soph. (The eyesight is awful, how I missed the glasses...) Still HOTT even in blurriness. *drooooool* Sorry, I had to add that. I had a mad school girl crush on him for most of last year. For Myra and any other Glebites, he looked a lot like Sean O'Connell. *Sigh* One thing I wanted to talk about was smoking. Just to set the record straight, because I'm not sure what I've written in here: We smoked pot throughout high school, and it is enjoyable and I have no problems with it. In fact, I miss it! It's so harmless. I don't know why people hate it so much. But I vowed never to smoke cigarettes. They smell like crap. They don't make you cool. Why ruin the lungs when they didn't even make you high? And I wasn't happy when Myra smoked cigarettes with Katie while stoned. But when I started drinking more socially, (ie. last year) I found that when drunk, cigarettes are very nice. I apologise to Soph for all the times I've asked for her cigarette while drunk. It just goes well, I can't explain it. Then this summer I started smoking on the way home from work from Billings late at night. At first it was the Djarum's, clove cigarettes, which Sunshine had already introduced to me. But those were pretty harsh, and I ended up buying (non-addictive) herbal cigarettes, which were very tasty. This was definitely not a usual thing, about a once a week thing. It's not a usual thing at all (I've had the same pack for two months), but I still enjoy them. My roommates would kick my ass so hardcore. Good thing James was walking in front of me on the way back from the party! (Sorry again Soph) He was mad when he heard about our martini night last semester. (I'm looking at you, Saba...) I just smoked one of the herbal cigarettes out of my window for only the second time since moving here. I know it's awful for the health, so don't bother with the lectures. I do it so rarely. Joints were worse. I probably won't buy another pack after this one runs out. Go on... judge if you wish. (And I don't feel so bad since I told Myra I had caved and she admitted she had too.) So that's the story. Scott & Steph and James & Saba are in bed and I shall be as well. |