Finally we are up to speed. The past three days have been ah-maze-ing. Thurday was in the high 80s ~ a perfect pool day. Katie invited me and about 10 other people to layout and drink. It was mad hot, the water was ice cold, and so were the margaritas.
Things got real drunk real fast, but Katie had to leave for a family dinner so we decided to reconvene later that night at "frotch"/justin's new house. apparently justin had just bought a house and it needed to be broken in with a little party action.
I was hungover by 8pm and only too ready to drink it away.
As soon as I walk in I meet one of the guy's sisters and she is soo wasted. She is going on and on about being bicurious and asks all of us if we'r bicurious or willing to experiment hahaha. Later she mad ralphed and was carried home. Earlier justin and i had been talking and he said he didn't want the party to get too huge b/c he had new carpets and pussy shit. So he gives us the tour of the house, and as he's showing us the "master bedroom" my beer slips out of my hand. I felt horrible!! I could tell he was pissed, but he didn't let it show. Around 2 we ended up getting kicked out (which i dont remember) simply because justin was about to vom and didnt want the girls to witness it. I am told that he got up for work the next morning got sick and then passed out again and totally missed work. Sorry for partying, frotch :)
Friday Night
Friday was our friend david's birthday at jeremy's house.
It started out as most jeremy's parties do, with the usual crowd. Suddenly the normal crowd turned into thirty people we had never partied with. There were strange backwoods neighbors and their tatted up wives, at least fifteen hardcore rednecks, eighteen year old girls.. it was definitely diverse! People started raging over at the pool, throwing people in smoking, doing whatever. here's how the farmer's wife with two complete tatt sleeves made her drinks: A cup of vodka with a little bit of koolaid powder.. bad. ass. There were two sport-coolers of jungle juice, people started straight drinking from them. Once they were empty, my friend laura helped a hick pour a handle of vodka in and then they added their little bit of koolaid mix. so now, they were basically guzzling shots! And here's what came of that:
his original objective was to smash the beer canI don't know if even college life is enough preparation to keep up with the farmers on a friday night.
Early Saturday I laid by the pool at my friend Lee's. We weren't out long before a storm rolled in and so did the texts. ALL day I was texting with no joke over ten people about plans for the night. There were ragers going on. Normal for college, not normal for a small town. Erica was a year younger and some of my friends were going there, but Lee, Rachel, Kathleen, and I decided on Maggie's 21st birthday party. We arrive and walk towards her backyard. "o shit" we were overlooking her backyard, this was going to be crazy. the steep hill, lined with tiki torchs, lead down to the party. There were three areas, a bonfire, a pong table, and the dj booth/dance area all just chillin in a field. There were at least 75 people already there. It was like a hot high school reunion.. with all the losers out of the equation lol.
We instantly buddied up with some old friends and got hit on by some new ones. I spotted Christine and went to say hi, she was sooo drunk. It was like 11 and she was already slurring, so she was VERY happy to see me lol. Rachel and I were walking back to my car to get my phone when we walked past two policemen walking down the hill. They didn't stop us thank god. We waited up top til they left, they were carding people. The first text message i opened on my phone was from Christine "Rachael there are cops RUN" haha so drunk, The cops came twice more after that. It was one of those nights when you just make a lot of new, hot, gorgeous friends. This was the only time i didn't mind getting hit on. We did our rounds and said our goodbyes, and as we were walking away one of the guys yelled "She was hot!" The perfect end to an amazing night. Rachel woke up the next day with my chapstick and her pepper spray in her pocket.. always a sign of a good night.
And as if 3 straight days of sunshine and liquor wasn't enough I recovered with two days of nothing but tanning, tv, and crabs. it's been a long time since life has been this good.