Am I really about to post on this abandoned blog?

Why not.

Best weekend of sophomore year

Here's a text conversation I had today while studying in the library.

Rose: You need to stop being a little bitch.

Me: I hate everything about you.

Rose: Suck my dick.

Me: Lick my hairy, AIDS ridden asshole.

Rose: Slurp my jizz.

Me: Take a pencil and shove it down the tip of my penis, rub it up and down vigorously, then swallow the blood.

Rose: Pull the tampon out of my vagina, drink the blood, then use it to snort a line of coke on Gabby's coffee table.

The resulting laughter from this incredibly immature "conversation" resulted in many glares heading my way from people who were legitimately studying.

Anywho, I had the greatest weekend. This whole year I've been really focused on school, work, KCSB, volunteering at the animal shelter, editing for Spectrum, and staying in shape, that I haven't really partied at all. Until this weekend.

Thursday: My morning class was cancelled, so I got to sleep in. Met up with some coworkers at one of their apartments on DP, got high and played with her adorable kitty, then went to work. Now that I think about it, we blaze before work every Thursday. There was a staff meeting in which our boss reprimanded the crew for not showing up to enough games... only three people weren't given slips. The irony is that we were those three people, and we show up to work stoned all the time. I don't feel the need to get high to enjoy life... but fuck, my job is to watch basketball games. After work, Hau asked me if I had any weed hookups, and my coworker introduced me to this HOT dealer who was really welcoming; he asked me to sit down and "sample" his product (out of his monstrous bong I was barely able to clear). He was kind of too hot for me to even be around, so I tried to get out of there quickly (yeah I'm a pussy). Then Hau, Ivana and I watched The Hangover. I had totally forgotten how hilarious it was.

Friday: Went to the animal shelter with Kathleen & Danisha, cuddled with a bunch of cats as usual. Kathleen pulls out special cookies and shares them with us. They were so delicious; they had marshmallows and peanut butter and shit. It was strange because we all felt the effects within five minutes instead of the usual hour. Danisha & Sydney's 20th birthday was at night, and it was incredibly fun. I used to take 12 shots to get drunk, but I drink way less these days and now am good at 9. I also don't enjoy getting as wasted as I used to freshman year.

Saturday: Went to the gym & Super Cuca's with Vikram & Adam, then headed over to Alex & Yasmin's 20th birthday party at Charlotte's place. Now, I often say I don't like partying. That I'd rather chill somewhere with close friends and bond instead of being in a crowd of random people trying to fuck each other. This is true, but I love going to parties where I know the hosts. This was easily the best party I have EVER been to. I literally knew every single person there, and caught up and reunited with dozens of friends. Nick & I hung out a lot. We reunited with our old suitemates, and basically everyone from fourth floor. Sho & I talked about literature and films, and swapped recommendations. Ivana & I said shit like, "I love you! I'm so stoked to be roommates next year!" Alec, who hated me for the past six months, came up to me and we hugged and became friends again, and hung out after the party. I hugged Lindsay, picked her up and for some reason humped her. I might have done that to Nick too, minus the humping. Basically, the whole night was just an explosion of mutual affection and love, and I'm still basking in the glory of it all.