College + Halloween = Pip Making Poor Decisions

Yes, NaNoWriMo has begun but I have to question the creators. Why does it have to start the day after Halloween? I don't think Chris Baty, whoever he is but he sends me e-mail for Nano so I'm assuming he's in charge, realizes how long it takes a college student to recover from Halloween weekend.

Here's the rundown:
Thursday night - shitfaced black cat, violently dance-raped into a bench by an army soldier resulting in painful bruises on both my shins, ended the night by dancing on a table and then staying up until 5 AM talking with kids who live on my floor

Friday daytime -class hungover but still managed to get into a debate that started as a discussion of gender roles in Early Modern Europe but somehow turned into the ethics of having children, then I went to the mall and bought halloween costume supplies and a new scarf to add to my collection, also the 99c store is my new favorite place, I bought a truly hideous puppy mug and a dvd double feature (that's right 2 movies for 99c, one of them is called The Lady and the Highwayman and apparetly stars Hugh Grant)

Friday night - shitfaced fairy, a mime hit on me, michael jackson got me beer, and t pain danced with me, I had a flower wand that I would use to give people fairy dancing magic, ended the night as That Girl at a party of all Asian kids

Saturday daytime - recovering

Saturday night - notsoshitfaced Fanta girl, it was a diverse night including partying at the asian frat and the hispanic frat, walking the streets was like a flashback to trick-or-treating as a kid because everyone was walking from different house parties in costume but all the girls were really slutty and instead of getting candy at each house we got alcohol, I also may or may not have pulled a Senior Week and peed on the side of the road, I ended the night with good old-fashioned sexonthedancefloor dancing with Peter Pan, regretted hooking up with the kid when I realized that he lived on the floor above me in my dorm

[More on that last:
We were walking down the street after the hispanic frat party was busted. I had just left my brother a horrible message because I had to get away from a creepy senior guy. Then, I was saved when I caught sight of our friend Angel who lives on the 8th floor of our dorm. He was with his other friends from the 8th floor and so we joined forces and decided to chill for the rest of the night.

I guess I really must have hit it off with the 8th floor guys because I ended up peeing in front of them on the side of the road and then going to a party with them. Of course the party they took us to just happened to be where all the other 8th floor people were. Julia, Lina and I were the only 7th floor girls and when we got on the dance floor all three of us ended up hooking up with th guys we were dancing with...Now, all of the people on the 8th floor know us as the 7th floor hoes.

Honestly, dancing/making out on the dance floor in a sketchy basement while dressed like a slut and not wearing any shoes - never felt so trashy. College + Halloween = Pip making poor decisions. The guy wasn't even cute. He was dressed as Peter Pan. Seriously. Peter Pan was not - innocent at all. Dear God. He's a nice guy, though. We have the same taste in music and he's a vegetarian, too. I'm glad I didn't sleep with him because now we can actually be friends.

Halloween Halloween Halloween. Making fun college memories, I suppose.]

Overall it was an eventful weekend. There was drama with all the girls on our floor but I'm not letting it bother me. I found my close friends here but I still have to remember that I've only known these people for two months. Sometimes its easy to forget that when you're living so close with everyone.


Now, I'm just ready to lie in bed all day. Napping, recovering, watching the Ravens game, and getting to work on my novel.