John Stuart Mill

"It is better to be a human being dissatisfied than a pig satisfied; better to be Socrates dissatisfied than a fool satisfied. And if the fool, or the pig, are of a different opinions, it is because they only know their side of the question." 
I chose the life of a satisfied pig who knows nothing of higher pleasures in philosophy class in January and I stand by that choice. Life has become too painful. It is a reoccurring cycle, short bouts of true happiness that interrupt a long and painful existence. Jenny and Chelsea are no longer friends, and the resentment is tormenting to watch. Jordan is a shadow of the person I knew. My parents are becoming more irrational and manic as they age. Everyone is moving farther apart so slowly its barely noticeable. At the same time, they are not going anywhere. I want to get out there, I want to live everywhere, I want to try everything. I'm not satisfied with traveling somewhere for a week and leaving with the people I came with. I want to live places, have friends all over the world. I want to be a part of a million places, not just have them be a part of me. 

Sorry For Partying, Officer

Worked tonight. my friend Country bought me a few(3) double shots after work. After 2 shots, I was was like 'ok enough, i have to drive home country' but he wouldn't take no for an answer lol so i took 3 doubles. Passed by a cop on the way home, not unusual. What WAS unusual was that the cop bagged a U-ey after I passed him. "Oh shit" Lights flashing.. He pulled me over.. I'm drunk. but i wasn't worried. He Asked for license and registration.. you know the drill. Turns out i had a headlight out, and he let me go. 
Pretty much every time I've been pulled over I have gotten away with some sort of DWI charge. 


First time: Drinking Aftershock on the way to high school sr. year and rear-ended another car. Threw the Aftershock into the bushes and cops never suspected. 


Second time: bagged a U-ey, lost in Pennsylvania. Cop pulled me over for suspended tags that my dad didn't tell me about. Was on my way to a party. Smuggled the 3 handles of Absolut out of my trunk w/o them noticing. 


Third time: Drunk and high off my ass. The most fun driving experience I've ever had, Felt like a roller coaster ride. Driving my BMW 325i on country back roads and did two 360's and totaled the car. Under cover cop came by, called a marked cop car, and the two cops helped my high friend and my high&drunk ass push the car into a nearby drive way to avoid a towing fee and then they left. 


Fourth Time: drunk driving home, didn't know I had a headlight out. Pulled over, no ticket, no nothing.

PIKE PASSPORT PARTY

October 2009

Passport is pike's biggest party of the year. Lindsay, Jaime, Lindsey, and I had spent the last few months going to pike on and off. At this point I think jaime had gone a little crazy so we were giving her some space at the time. Lindsay was dating a pike, colton, and they were on and off like you wouldn't believe. Madly in love one day, and barely together the next. Also, I had hung out with griffin a few times and stayed over a few times and then he decide to go awol for a week or two. Me and my naive self weren't happy. Lindsey was dating Jordan, a pike pledge, but they were kinda fickle also, So we partied elsewhere when we could. 
Lindsey was really sick so she dropped Lindsay and I off at the shacks. The shacks isn't just a nickname for the pike frat house, it's a literal definition. The windows are covered by planks, demanding "Let's Make Some Memories" in spray paint. There are pipes exposed, steps missing on the stairs, and so on. 

At Passport, every room of The Shacks is a different country. So when in ireland drink as the irish do, and when in russia drink as the russians do. There was Ireland with carbombs, America with cosmos and domestic beers, Russia with an Ice luge, and others i just don't remember. If you've never been to a party with an ice luge.. step up your game. They pour liquor and a chaser down two separate trails which merge at your mouth. In the middle of the party, baca (short crazy pike) decided it would be fun to spray the fire extinguisher in spain..so that country was done lol. It was a crazy night, we got to hang out with our favorite pikes scott and corbin who were griffins roommates. That was also the night I met tim, one of the best, who i got to know better sophomore year.
Every pike party it was either one of two scenarios
-griffin smooth talked me into staying
-griffin apologizing for not calling me and treating me like the slampeice i had become. Me not buying his bs and calling him out on trying to talk his way out of it. I would end up leaving when the party ended and he always called a few times, in his drunken stupor, trying to get me to come back and stay.
Passport ended in the latter of the two scenarios. I had about 10 missed calls the next morning, and no doubt he didn't remember making any of them. 
This year passport wasn't quite as fly. It was in march and the cops showed up by 10 p.m. Bummer.

Sunday Funday

It's a Sunday Night/ Monday Morning and I . .
1. Made $100
2. Got home early
3. Was allowed for the first time to hang around with the staff and take shots after work!!


Re-Do Exam Today -Fingers crossed!

21+

So to catch up, last week I got to meet Lupe Fiasco at work. It was a hush hush event, so we only found out 30 minutes before hand that we were hosting Lupe and 120 other people. He's was nice, but not that nice which is to be expected. 


Last weekend I had my first bar experience. Being that I'm 19, made it that much more fun. This guy, Aria, is fixated on my friend Ashley. He knew the bouncer and bartender so he was able to get Ashley, my friend Jenn, and I in. We didn't even have to show I.D.'s! It was a lot of fun, especially since Aria paid for ALL our drinks.

We went back this week minus aria. A different bouncer was working, one we didn't know. Ashley talked to him, and he let us in anyway! No I.D.'s again! So crazy.

Lil Miss Drug Dealer

It made my day when my 2 hour jewish history class that i accidentally signed up for was canceled tonight. Went to the library because I have 3 papers to write 2 Tests and a presentation next week, along with regular homework. Started out doing math.. ended up going on an drug run. My dealer is pretty reliable so some friends hit me up to grab some oc. Didn't wake up this morning think that was how my day was gonna go. Anyways the test I have on monday is a redo for one I failed. But with all these assignments and my weekend schedule i don't know how i'm going manage. Tomorrow night I told my friend I'll go to this bar with her and her wannabe-boytoy. I can't possibly say no to being let into a bar and having my drinks paid for. Friday my friend is throwing a rager for me and another girl down in salisbury. Saturday night ima be cashin out at work. Sunday..possibly going to phili for extra credit in jew class and getting back just in time to work until 2am. Come monday.. I'm waking up and bending over. 

Home Is Where The Heart Is

I think it was around Thanksgiving . . I hadn't been home in months and I went back to Maryland for a week . Two days after I had been there, I was ready to go back to colorado . I missed everybody and everything . Of course I was glad to be around my high school friends, but there was nothing else there for me. Everything in Maryland is coming to an end for me and for those around me . . mostly lives . I have a future in Colorado . That week felt like forever . And after it was over, when I went back, I went home. 

Poor Dog

Our second or Third weekend in foco we went to this guy marcus' house. I don't remember how we met this guy at all. All I remember is:
1. They had lots of jungle juice
2. Lindsey slept with someone
3. I ralphed on the dog
4. That was the last time the religious cheerleader went out with us
5. jaime and I had to be carried
For the rest of the year my friends milked the dog puke thing, I mean I didn't meannn to. Also, it's slightly impressive to vom on a moving target. My bad.

Virginia Tech

One of my best friends, Becca, go's to Virginia Tech. Last week she texted me "Come to tech this weekend with Kevin!! Before you answer.. check your facebook!" She and my friend Kevin had posted on my wall:
Becca: you better be coming this weekend..kevin has guns. he will get you.
Becca:and if you dont we will never be friends with you again
Kevin: guns rachael. think about your life before you answer her.
Becca: and everytime we see you we will kick you in the shins and then trip you.
Kevin's facebook status: Tech this weekend to see Rebecca with Rachael or ill murder her.
So I packed up my everclear, a few cute outfits, and drove for 5 hours. I arrived in Blacksburg, Virginia at 9. The pong table was already up. We started taking shots a half hour later. Heaven. I decided to take it slow because I didn't want to make a fool out of myself the first night I met Becca's friends. So I made myself a drink, light on the everclear and went slow on the shots. Twenty or so of their friends came over to party. Becca and I played two game's of pong.. and then I BLACKED. OUT. Now, the only time I've blacked out ever was the night of the Pike Champagne Party/ Lindsey's Birthday Party (stories yet to tell) and even then I remember everything except a few chunks towards the end. That friday night at tech.. I have no recollection of anything past beer pong. By all accounts I didn't embarass myself, in fact, blacked-out Rachael was halarious. I am told I talked about my dentist a lot and told a lot of stories. At one point I was waving around a black and mild, nobody knows where I got that. Also, I talked to Lindsey, who was at Pike, at Taco Bell.  It's so weird blacking out and having another person tell you what you did during several hours. Love iiit.

The next day we woke up had a hang-over day. That evening we got ready, and then several of us went to El Rodeo for dinner. Kevin left after that because he "had a paper due." In reality, he doesn't drink and he doesn't make friends very fast and is just.. whatever. At 7 we started the pre-game and continued it at 9 at Becca's bf's house. Around 11 I was beyond ready to go. We went to the mexico party across the street. It was decked out with streamers, lights, jungle juice, a keg, and a pinata. Half the girls had stayed at the first pg spot and smoked and now one of them was wayyy sick so they were mia. Some creeps lifted up our friends skirt and she was freiking out lol pervs. Later they hung the hot pepper pinata and let some girl wail on it. Her coordination was so bad, she was soo drunk, but when she finally did break it.. condoms and candy fell out. Which partially led to the inspiration behind the next part of the night lol. I'll leave the rest up to your imaginations. I had to work the next day at 6 so I packed up and said my goodbyes to my wild and new vt girls. 

319-###-####

I just received this outrageous text and it completely made my day!
Iowa #: "Hey I need your opinion. I was getting a BJ from this girl I've been seeing and she couldn't fit it all in it was too big lol. You ever had that issue? Any ideas? Ha"
Me: Lol um wrong number big guy.
Him: "Omg like seriously I am so sorry you received that text. I just realized I misdialed I do NOT know you at all oops my bad. I feel so stupid."
Me: Nbd you just made my day that much more interesting. Good luck with that problem.


Thanks for the entertainment, Iowa, you made the library a little less dull today.

Who's House?!

August 2009

My first weekend after school began I went to a Pi Kappa Alpha (PIKE) fundraiser with Jaime, LindsEy, and LindsAy (two girls on our hall). Pike has a bad rep at CSU because they are unaffiliated with the university, however they are still nationally affiliated. You are literally warned about the Pike's by your orientation leader. However, we decided to find out for ourselves. The fundraiser was straight, it was for project smile or something and sponsored by Monster. The rap artists and dj were amazing. We met the Pikes and more specifically, I met Griffin. Post-fundraiser, we were invited to party with them. It was a great night. I remember waking up the next morning with the sun pouring in our room, and having that "I partied too hard to move today" feeling. Everyday should be that way, and after that, it pretty much was.  I didn't know it then but, going to that fundraiser defined the next two years of my life.

The next night we went with Jaime to get a tatt, it was a dinky dove with no shading. Afterwards, Pike hit us up to party. We went to “Booby”’s house, for a little power hour. And by little.. I mean a house packed with people, an industrious pile of beer, and only enough room to stand. It was unforgettable, not because of the party, but because it was the very beginning. 

The Rec Room

Last night was amazing.
I work at a college bar and last night was St. Patty's Day. 1. A gorgeous guy from my calc class introduced himself finally (can't wait for monday!). 2. My dad stopped by. This was amazing because he gives me so much shit for working where i do, when in fact it is my favorite place to be. My manager told me the highlight of her night was meeting my dad (he's a local chef). 3. Two brothers, my neighbors from elementary school, were there and I got to catch up with them :) 4. For the second time that week I met a guy who goes to csu. 5. My night ended with me teaching the cute bass player from All Time Low how to roll silverware!


It's been a few weeks since this happened and I just realized that I (having met 3 or the band members) also met Holly Madison's boyfriend (now ex-boyfriend) oh my god! For those of you who who don't know, Holly Madison was a playmate, hef's number one girl for a while. She's also from the show Girls Next Door and Holly's World. She's so cute, I love her!

Bottom left is jack barakat (holly's bf) and Bottom right (above) is zack the one i hung with.

College: The Beginning

I began as a freshman in fall 2009 at Colorado State University in Fort Collins.

My roommate’s name was Jaime. She was from Colorado, we had never met until move-in day. As soon as our parents left the room we closed the door and broke the ice. LESBIAN SEX! Kidding. Our first questions to each other were whether the other partied or not, it turned out we both smoked weed and loved to party and drink. It was a perfect match. She had brought her glow posters, and I brought my black lights. Her older brother dealt medical. On the first day, I already had a friend and a dealer, perfect. 

First night at college. Jaime went with her brother to Target, they were gone for a long time and there was a welcome carnival that I wasn’t going to miss. I called my best friend Jordan for support. He told me to go and just walk up and meet people. Easier said then done, but I went. While weaving in and out of the crowds I ran into people I met at orientation. Jaime met up with our group as we were heading to a dorm to sit and chill. On our way we ran into upper classmen shouting “All freshmen follow us to a party!” Our response? Ah hell yeah. We walked for many blocks, picking up people as we went, and were soon wondering where the fuck is this guy taking us? We ended up at the upperclassman’s house party. Problem: byob and no keg. We were not impressed. Jaime called her bro to pick us up and take us to a real party. We rolled up to a big house, the party was your standard low key house party, smoking, drinking, dj. The dj was sick his name was Jimmy and he spun old school turntables and at the end of the night he asked for my number. We left around 3. An impressive first night to start off what was going to be a completely insane year. 

The next day my mom and I were driving on campus when the car infront of us stopped. Out jumped the upperclassman that had herded us to his party. He ran over to a pine tree in front of the health suite, pulled a bike out from under its branches, did a celebratory fist pump , and then loaded the bike into the car. Funniest part was that he had a bright blue cast on his arm, which he definitely didn’t have the night before. I guess we both had a pretty great first night.