To be out of place is where I want to be. I actually want to stay up at Ambrosia and I did. The party scene was up again. Full force with crazy people and random things. It was one of my friends bithday too. So the weekend was called B's Birthday Bash. It was a bash alright. Starting up in his room and walking three blocks to party central. We played the usual party games and the same ole things happen again. Being me, I fell down the stairs but saved my drink. Thats how we do it in at Ambrosia. Got to save that drink but get your back marked up. At least people there were concerned which is a good thing. All this happened on a Friday. It was crazy as usual and most of us don't remember what happened. All I know was it was a celebration of B.
Saturday was different. More like an intense day of people wanting to fight. I don't usually like to fight but I sometimes have to jump in just in case. I started the night at my dorm just chilling and seeing the same interactions were going to happen again. I ended going to a friend's house on Gaines for a couple hours. Felt like a bartender behind the bar but I wasn't. Met a distant cousin but I don't believe her. She needs some Morrissey in her if you know what I mean. Well I left and made my way to the main party. Gaines didn't have many people I know there so I went else where. When I got there I ran right into Chalkey and Gaines. They wanted to go to the other party so we drove back. Ran into a bunch of freshmen in groups looking for parties not knowing there were ones just under their noses. Gaines decides to yell Dover because thats where the party was at. They didn't listen though
When we got there, there was a warm welcoming with hugs. I forgot the bag so I went back for it. Gaines came with me saying we should ditch Chalkey and go back to Dover. We did and I got called about it. It was Chalkey's car and he freaked out on us. I drove it back to pick him up. I'm too kind. We ended up back at Dover and a fight almost started. The same ole guy vs guy over girl but the one guy is not a fighter. So the bad ass gets kicked out and decides to throw a beer can through the window. What a genius. 2 vs the whole party. We didn't catch him though.
That sums up my weekend. I didn't know there would be a beer thrown through the window though. I guess volleyball players think they are bad ass for some reason.
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