Twenty - Five

Hello Bird and Birdettes. It is your ever faithful blogess returning from a crazy month. I know I haven't written since November. But my school and life have been crazy. But now I am taking the time to update you on some of the things I have been up to.

I would like to give a special thanks to Osama, for his comment on my last post. I had just noticed it today. I hope you did not fast for so long.

So, last you heard I had taken my first drink. Since then I have been drinking fairly regularly. Sans a week or so ago at Ty's place where I got maliciously wasted, but more of that later.

I was in the last weeks of school, last we spoke, and things were hectic. I was barely sleeping, and when winter break came, I was just relaxing. But what happened that was interesting between then?

The weekend after I started drinking, I went to see M.I.A. She was really amazing, I also saw the lovely Amanda Blank, Santogold, and Rye Rye. Though, Mid-way through M.I.A.'s performance Michael ran to the 21+ section, and left me alone. I got punched in the head by a holographic pant wearing afro-d hipster, got sick, had to leave. Went to Tyler's party...that already ran out of keg and when home. Aka, the night kind of sucked. It made me, so so fucking sad. It was the weekend I looked forward to, and there it was...in ruin.

I guess I have been pretty boring. Spending my weekends getting drunk we various people in various places. So, I guess I will over view the more interesting places I got drunk.

On New Years Eve, I traveled to Cherry Hill to spend New Years with Michael. Even though he didn't understand the importances of couples being together on New Years. Which is like a total duh, because you are suppose to spend new years with the person you want to spend the new year with. The typical players were there: Dane, Jordan, Mike, Tyler, and myself. It started out kind of bland at Jordan's house, and watching Superbad(I don't really understand this kind of comedy =/) and drinking. But with the resolve to not spend New Years doing so, we trucked to Philly to go party hoping. The ball dropped for us at Abby's(Though I am highly aware she does not like me very much,) I proceeded to get highly intoxicated off both beer and champaign, make an ass of myself, take the beer and run. I am not a very nice girl.

This is where we split up, now it was just Mike, Tyler, and I...and we thought out partying was over. We ended up just chilling and drinking beers, and watching TO CATCH A MOTHER FUCKING PREDATOR. BEEP ( This part of the story has been censored for the well being of those involved. ) Welcome back to our feature presentation, there will be no further interuption. Then Tyler's friend Joe(Not Joe Joe, another Joe) called, and we ended up at the runner of Tent State's (Tent State: A bunch of people live in the middle of the main Rutgers Campus in tents and protest stuff.) house, there was a lot of vegetarian food and champaign and a keg..so I was happy. IDFK though, they were actually fucking jammin. Like with instruments and stuff.

It was such an interesting way to spend New Years. I am sad I was too drunk to take pictures.

Another party I went to was 35 Plum(New Brunswick) with Kelly, Samantha, and Zachary. When I got there and looked around I new immediately that I need to get exceedingly fucked up as soon as possible. Due to the fact, I felt mad awkward there. I just remember dancing , being really drunk, and talking to Dj Catdog. And then later in the night eating chicken wings and smacking Zachary around.


I figure the rest of it is more boring to write about since it has been so long. It was a lot of fun though. So I am just going to give you a picture flood.

More posts to come, promise.

PICTURE FLOOD:

Random Party Melo and I went to: High light of this party was when a drunk girl got pushed in the face. And when someone asked if Melo and I were in Halloween costumes.



Melo at some random party we went to. The people sucked, and were indiefag wannabes. As you can tell from melo's face.

M.I.A. Concert Day

Cookies I baked with Mike's Mom. They were KILLER.

Sad Dane is Sad. Someone stole the beer. =/

Being drunk and watching AZN Horror films. Notable quote of the night, "I would rather be a bunny than am an."

Zachary and I spent most of Winter vacation at Barns and Nobles playing hide the bible, reading stories alouded, and reading astrology.
Random nights with the boys. Idk, I think one of them I was retardly drunk and running around.
Random New Years pictures I took...

This night was a lot crazy than the pictures look. It was just requested that I didn't put them on the internet. Oh a night spent in Michael's basement.
Michael and I's trip to the Philadelphia Museum

Tylers Party, I also got sick for the first time drinking. At Tyler's party I got mad fucked up. I had a lot of fun while I wasn't vomiting though. I talked to a lot of people and had a lot of fun. Played a bit too much flip cup, and was doing better than Michael may I add.I was even strangely attacked around by a creepy (BEEP)(THIS HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT)(BEEP) man. I ended up in the bed with the spins wanting to die.


Random picture of Mike with wooden deer at Jordan's house.

Twenty-Four

Thanksgiving break was kind of bland and sad. So, I will not bore those who read this blog with the details. Tuesday Night I did hang out with the lovely Krystal. We drove around and played with puppies. Aka, it was an awesome time. I also saw the movie Enchanted which was completely fantastically. I completely fell in love with Gisele, who my mother said she was the most eccentric princess, was just like me. I also spent a lot of time working on my Zionism Achad Ha’am Report and the shiny new face of The Core. But I will cut the fat of this entry and only leave the things that are of most interest and ridiculousness. Do not worry, I have oodles of pictures.

Friday I did a lot of research on Achad Ha’am and through different coding sites trying to figure what was the most dynamic code to write Dj profiles in. Mother and I had a lovely dinner together. Since our Thanksgiving wasn’t that good, we made our own. There was Turkey, stuffing, potatoes, cranberries, and rolls. It was la-la-lovely. I was in heaven. Around 8:30 I headed out for Mike’s house since it was our plan to go to the Museum and early Saturday Morning. I was so happy to see Michael. We, as I have mentioned in previous entries, have this strange yet very strong bond. Seeing his face just adds to the happiness in my life. The moment I arrived (seriously Mike and I were unpacking my stuff) Nick and Dane pulled up in a car.

The men folk talked as I read more about Achad Ha’am. Achad Ha’am is my favorite Zionist thinker. I feel like he is the most rational of all the Zionist thinkers. From what I have read (The Wrong Way, Jewish State, His Letter to Pinkster) he seemed to just want the Jews to come together culturally since he felt they would not be able to come together as a nation until that happened. But now I am going on a tangent. Apparently there was a part as Dan ____’s House. Lets be honest the call of free alcohol and old friends is too much for men in their 20s to ignore, so we were off.

Dan ___ has the most beautiful house. The fridge is seriously the size of my bed. There were a lot of people I knew there and some I didn’t know. Dominique always greets me with, "Where my chicken wings at." This always brightens my day. It was nice to meet and talk to people. J-Jay made this weird mixture of alcohol. It has limes and lemons and berries in it. Over all it made me feel strange, though through the grape vine I heard it tasted very good. Strangely enough I saw someone form my Imperial Russian class. Small world, ne? After enough fun was had at the party, and certain hi jinx which I will not mention in this blog for the safety of myself and others will not be mentioned. Nick and Dane wanted to get Philly Cheese-Steaks and me being the only sober one was asked to drive to Philadelphia. I have never driven in Philadelphia and I am certain my mother strictly forbade me from driving in Philadelphia, but Michael can simply talk me into anything (sans anal sex or him inserting his balls into any of my or orifices), so here I was driving to Philadelphia.

So, here I am in my little silver Rav-4 with Michael, Dane, Nick, and Tyler jam packed into my car. I spent half the trip being nervous and making semi-wrong turns that I corrected last minute. With a deep sigh of relief from me, we finally arrived at our destination without a problem. We went to Geno's, it is shiny and practically made out of neon-lights and fat. Sometimes I wish I were a man so I could indulge in such fatty decadence. I had no idea that me driving to Philadelphia would entail me freezing while waiting for fat that I would not be enjoying. I spent most of the time freezing, and thinking that my car was going to get ass-raped by hoodlums. Since, I am obviously the most RATIONAL PERSON EVAR. Tyler was nice enough to buy me a Diet Cola and let me have some of his cheese fries. I was rather content. Finally I was able to head home, drop everyone off, and leave my care safe and sound in front of Michael's house. The night ended with Michael, Tyler, and I watching various videos of two-legged dogs. It was amazing. Don’t doubt me.

Saturday Michael and I went to the Mutter Museum. It was amazing. It was filled with all sorts of things that most people would find disgusting. I found it thrilling, since it was filled with: body parts, skeletons, dead babies in jars, and more. Call me morbid, I am a disgusting person. I left the museum with a distinct craving for bone marrow, if that makes me any more sickening to you. But I personally adored it, and I am glad I am dating such a boy who can enjoy such things with me.

Michael took me to a dinner at the mall (how romantic) and got me this “Japanese-styled” chicken and rice along with an Orange Julius. I was happy enough. Then I spent hours working on my paper, with little movement. Achad Ha’am and The Core will be the Death of me. Then came Nick’s party, which ended up being a gather of Michael, Dane, Drew, Joe, Jordan, Nick, Tyler, and of course yours truly. I genuinely had a lot of fun. It was the first time I allowed myself to be peer-pressured into drinking, and it lead to me eventually getting tipsy. But I am a responsible young adult, and did not drink for several hours before so we got the fuck home. Before all that, I played drinking games, Dress got dropped on the keg, and Dane passed out. That pretty much summarizes the night.

SATURDAY PICTURE DUMP:

Dane is ready to party. He has his party pants on.

Idk, this pic is EPIC.

I suck at guitar hero more than old people suck at computers. WHATEVER.

Before Drew was dropped. =/

It was right about now when things began to go wrong.
Dane passed out, Michael Laughing, and Joe posing. Greatest picture ever...Y/Y!

One can never have enough pictures of Dane passed out. Especially since how in his passed out state he got from point A to point B.

THE END

Sunday was filled with Achad Ha’am, family dinner, and a family freak out. Since I am trying to be nice I will not rely Michael’s family problems on the internets. See you next weekend.