I was trashed at 6:30PM. I stayed that way until 4am, when I crashed in a friends room.
Let's see... killed a bottle of wine to start the evening. Then had a couple white russians. Then watched Top Gun with my roommate/suitemates. Then I went to the restaurant next door with everyone and got food. Came back, drank more, played karaoke with all of the random people that came into my room. T'was fun,
Then everyone wanted to go to this party on a different floor of our building. I didn't want to go because the girl whose birthday it was still has huge amounts of feelings for me. And despite me being clear about how we aren't going to ever be in a relationship, she keeps on clinging on and trying to convince me to be in one. But her best friend specifically came down and told me that I needed to come up. Ugh.
I went and everything was fine for a while. Then I sit down, and she sits on my lap. Bad news. Then she won't stop touching my head. Really bad news. I make a face at one of my good friends, and she comes over and pulls her off and gets her to dance. I take the opportunity to stand up and get the hell out of there. Just ran into one of my friends that smokes. I asked if he wanted to go out for a cigarette (even though i quit).
Left that party. While outside smoking, this random guy that likes the girl came downstairs and was like "let's take a walk". Proceeded to tell me how girl really liked me. Etc. Then asked if I was straight. Weird. I had to get out of that dorm, though. Took a few friends and we headed to a different party a few blocks away. Drank more. But still made it home with everyone.
Got threatened for being loud and disorderly on the way home by some dick police officer. He let us go. Got a back rub. Passed out.
The night was quite dramatic.
