Imperfection to perfection: the journey

sometimes being a senior causes stress... and other times... well it just pretty much always causes stress

So once again I let my alcoholic tendencies get way, way too out of hand. Let us begin this sad story then shall we? So Thursday was the Senior Bar Crawl (oh no). I rolled out there with Brandon and Derwin. So we were late as per usual and got to the first stop late. The senior marshalls and Bobby were about to roll out. So we moved to the next place which was Yates. So we get in there and Derwin, Brandon, and I have Irish Carbombs (my first time). Not a bad drink, but i'm not a beer person so I have no real desire to repeat the experience. Anyways, then Bobby suggests to we go next door to Avalon (yes shady, ghetto Avalon) to get nickel drinks. I'm up for it so we do so. Really, one of my stature should NOT drink three and a half mixed drinks in the span of 20 minutes. Why so little time you may ask? Because we were on a mission.... apparently a mission to get plastered.

Now at this point I probably should have just stopped drinking, but no because the night was young and at 11:00 pm we moved to Spankys. Lordy, lordy hot messed ensured. Apparently C. Lee and Derwin had some words and Derwin's feelings were hurt and so I spent a good chunk of time convincing him not to leave. Which thankfully he did not do. There were other out of line conversations, but for the sake of protecting the not so innocent I shall leave out the specifics. I met what seemed to me at least ten more senior marshalls that I did not know existed. Of course during all of this I was nursing a cute littel rum and coke (where did that come from?) and running to people I hadn't talked to since freshmen year. Example of this would be my friend Joey Hester who was a Ehaus-ite from first year. He will come into play later on int he story. Of course no night would be complete without some drunk dialing so I think I called my best friend Loretta and woke her up. Fun stuff. I also got a call from Austin that he was somewhere along the route and I assured him that I would run into him eventually.

So a very drunk and loud group left Spanky's and went to the Library. What? Yes, and there I caught up with my friend Jason Warner and lost my friend Tommy Rimbach (i'm going to assume he made it home ok even though as of this moment I haven't seen him since that time). Anyways, I did not drink in the Library. That was good because I was beyond good, in fact I was great (not really). It was at this point that I realized I was a little drunker than what i wanted to be, which was unfortunate. Anyways, so its a good time in the library. I see some more folks I haven't seen in awhile. Joey (from before) he and I proceed to dance and he gets me (but I want to emphasized how drunk I was and how littel space there was), but trust next time I see him the challenge is on. Anyways though lets move on.

Ok so for some reason Brandon needs a burrito from Cosmic, so he drags me along. All of a sudden i'm chatting with the random bartender (who also is a first year Ehaus-ite) and I have a margarita in my hand. Bad Jessica, bad bad bad. Anyways, so after Jose Cuervo (Brandon) finishes his food we head to the last stop of the night, Linda's. You know.. I think it was at this point that I lost Derwin (or he lost me). Anyways, but Linda's was chill because I didn't drink (except water) and I finally found Austin. Austin was with his friend (whose name I have forgotten). Towards the end of the night, Brandon came up to me and was like "ok i'm going... you should go too." Ok let me explain to you the point of having a guy best friend: your job is to be proactive and when you see my drunk ass, you need to take me by the arm and drag me off and put me on the p2p". Bad job Brandon, you get a C- for the evening. Anyways, I catch a ride with Austin and his friend. Definately needed that good help or I woulda probably been in trouble, but it was all good cause Austin was there.

Anyways, lets just say I got back to my room at 8 something and was STILL drunk. I went to breakfast with Kathryn and Brandon the next day and continued to be drunk. Ok lets just make a long story short and say it took me until Saturday morning to feel completely recovered from Thursday nights drunkenness. But why am I so serious. I felt HORRIBLE all day Friday. I just kept pumping water into my body and I ate four small meals because I was literally afraid to put more than a few bites of food into my stomach. Ugh.

Well one exciting thing about Friday was that I went to see the Nutcracker in Memorial Hall. I went with my roommate Arthi who didn't know anything about it. It was really good ya'll. And Memorial Hall is really, really pretty. Thats definately a perk of being a senior: Memorial Hall just opened and I get to enjoy it before it becomes crappy again from inconsiderate people. Nice, nice.

Saturday was a workaholic day. I got up at 9:30 a.m. and did homework all day. I left the room for food and to go to the library to look up some sources for paper 1 of 4 that is due sometime this week. Wonderful. Isn't senior year suppose to be relaxing? Yea right is what my professors are saying apparently.

That brings us up to today. I got up early again to do homework. I accomplished alot, but there is plenty to be done. I have two meetings today as per usual and I have to work form 9 until midnight. I feel like I probably won't go to bed until 3 because I HAVE to finish my neurobiology paper and finish doing the preliminary stuff for my spanish paper. I really want to bang out a rough draft at the very least, but we'll see abotu that. Time at work (after Desperate Housewives) will be devoted to studying neurobiology since that is the first final I have. Thanks UNC for no reading day.

Anyways enough complaining, i'm off!

posted by Perfection1Day @ 9:51 AM