Well, i made it through spring break alive!
It's currently sunday, and I'm watching it rain outside and waiting for liam to get back up here. Natalee's going back to sleep. Last night was trés interesting. However, in order to fully comprehend saturday, you'd have to go back to friday. And while we're traveling back in time, let's go all the way back to this past Thirsty Thursday/ St. Patty's day.
As any past or present IUP student can tell you, thursday's are always interesting up here. Thirsty Thursday is a long standing tradition that most students are quite content on keeping. So, combine that with the official day of drunken irish men (and women)and you have a pretty damn fun time. I got out of class at about noon-30, which is a bit earlier then usual. Upon returning to the dorms I met up with everyone's favorite Turnbully, Becky. She was sorely smashed, totally trashed, completly crunked and handily hammered, having started her st. patty's day fetivities at 8am, and not slowing down until i saw her. We cavorted about campus for a while (i was still sober at this moment) running some errands and attempting to visit our favorite english professor, Tony, who unfortunatly didnt have thursday office hours. I returned becky to the safty of her room, where she passed out for a few hours. I promptly got to work on what little work I had (so i wouldnt have to do it this weekend). Shortly after I finished, Liam stopped by and we went down to his apartment, where we retrieved my beta fishies (and caine, lindsey's fishie) and brought them back to my place. James called, which was quite nice. He and liam talked for a while, James is doing well in spain but misses us all, which is understandable because we miss him, even though the lucky bastard is going to Ireland and Amsterdam soon. After returning from the fish relocation, liam began to down a 40 of Mickey's ice and half a bottle of jamison. I had an entire bottle of bailey's to myself (yummmm!). About an hour later Liam was passed out in bed. Parker came over to wash dishes while liam was still out. She and I (and H) talked for a while until we could rouse the leperchaun from his whiskey enduced slumber. we all hung out until H took parker home, at which point liam passed out again and i followed quickly behind.
Friday my 9:15 was cancelled, which was a huge releif as I had a ton of work to get done for my 10:30. My classes went with out event, and I said good bye to liam around 1:30. Natalee informed me that there was to be a party in Blairsville that night, and that she was going and I was going with her. I agreed. There we found a pack of about 15 guys. and one girl. They were from Wyotech, a automotive school in blairsville that is primarily male ( i think 2 girls attend school there). So naturally, Natalee, Callie and myself were swarmed upon. We were catered to quite handily (such as looking at your cup and saying "I think i need more beer"and like 3 guys would try to get your cup to fill it up for you.) And the beer was actually drinkable, which amazed me as I'd never had drinkable beer before. But all the attention got old fast, and I found myself trying to drop hints to the hormonally driven masses that I was not available. It took a loud and blunt discussion between Natalee about just how serious Liam and i are to get them to back off. After that Callie and I felt more then a little uncomfortable, and Natalee (the designated driver) seemed to be feeling rather ill. So we left, but not after giving Natlee's number to one of the boys, a guy with a recieting hairline named Shaun. He called her just as soon as we got back to the dorm, of course by this time Natalee had practically turned green. We assessed after much vommitting that she had food poisoning. So I answered one of Shaun's calls and told him to call back the following day because Natalee was really sick.
By saturday morning, Natalee seemed to be feeling a bit better. I spent most of the day playing the Sims and spending some quality time with the King. And pissing around online. That evening, a much healthier looking Natalee informed me that Shaun and a friend of his were coming up to school so that we could show them what a proper party looked like. Great, fabulous. Despite feeling more then a little leary, I agreed to go out with Natalee and her new friends, provided I could tote my pocket knife with me. We attepmtped to take the boys to KDR, but it was closed bç of rush week. So instead we went to a small house party. I spent most of the time fiending off the cigarettes that I had in my purse, and waiting to leave. At one point a drunken guy decided that the fact that I had red hair was the most amazing thing in the world, and held his hand out to me, as if to shake it. Being the naive little girl that I am, I exteneded mine in return, At which point he kissed the back of my hand. Okay, fine, a very gentlemanly thing to do. I attempted to take my hand back, and he began to make out with it, I finally managed to free my hand from the drunken man's death grip, and wiped it off on the couch beside me. At which point, I decided it was time for me to leave. I hugged natalee and told her to be safe with her new friends. I returned to my room and made myself a bowl of ramen, just as I was pulling it out of the microwave, Natalee returned with the two boys. Shaun stretched out on her bed (beside natalee) and his friend sat on one of the chairs in our room. We watched CSI and I played solitare on the computer as I attempted to ignore the kissing sounds behind me. Shaun's friend decided it was time to leave, however, Shaun decided that he'd rather stay. After the friend left, he promptly passed out in Natalee's bed. Nat was in way over her head, what the hell was she supposed to do?? She didnt even like this weirdo! She opted to sleep on the fold out chair/bed and let him have his bed.
By the time I woke up this morning, she'd already taken him back to blairsville. I dont think we'll be seeing much of Shaun anymore, at least I hope not. There's something abotu that guy that I just don't like.
I'm off to find somethign to amsue myself with