thank you professor conway

so yesterday as i woke up around one, it suddenly hit me the amount of work i had to do. i had a five page paper due today on a book i hadn't started reading, plus various tests and quizzes. i immediately got right to work, and finished everything in a timely manner, then got a good night's sleep. ok, actually, i spent yesterday reading said book, and didn't start the paper til about 10 last night. however, i proceeded to amaze even myself, as i was able to turn out 5 pages of what i think is quite high quality work, even if it did take me til 6 this morning. so it was done, and i was ready to collapse in my bed for a few hours of sleep before class. just one problem- my bed had no sheets and was covered in wet clothes, cuz when i do laundry, i'm too stupid to realize that if you put too many clothes in a dryer, they don't get dry. and then i was too lazy to fold them, or hang them up, or do anything except leave them on my bed. so there it was, 6:30am, trying not to wake up my roommate, just wanting to stretch out on my bed, but the best i could manage was some kind of half cross legged stance, with my head propped up on the bedpost, my left leg pulled up next to my right knee and resting on the wet pile, and no blanket or sheet or anything. man, it was so comfortable. eventually, i managed to pass out, only to awaken a couple hours later to put the finishing touches on my paper and get to class. and now the best part of my story- when i got to class, it turns out that my professor had bumped back the due date for the paper til friday. so instead of turning in my paper that i had just gone to all that trouble to finish, i got to take a quiz. woot! it actually wasn't that bad, cuz now i have time to revise my paper, plus i think i did well on the econ test i took right afterwards, with no studying put in whatsoever.
but enough complaining about school, at least for now. i only have four more weekends here til summer, and i can only hope they're as fun as this one was. though, maybe it might be better if they weren't cuz i might never recover.
the weekend start thursday, when i played trivial pursuit with jaya and liz and raleigh. of course, being college students, there was alcohol involved. vodka to be precise. a lot of it. half a shot everytime we missed a question, which naturally happened more often as the night went on. we also decided to reward whoever got a piece of pie by making everyone else take a shot. i'm proud to report i made the other three drink a decent amount.
then, friday night, ryan's friend was in town, so i hung out with the guys (aka drank). we all decided to get ourselves 12 packs of keystone. that worked out to 70 beers we snuck back into the dorm. so we sat in mike and jared's room, watching dodgeball and playing circle of death, killing time til we headed downtown. however, once we left, we didn't get very far. jared got kicked off the streetcar for drinking a beer, and mike got off with him. i decided to join them, not realizing that the streetcar had kept going for another 10 stops or so, instead of one (i was a little drunk at the time). so shaun had to get off with me, since he decided that the fact that i jumped off a moving streetcar meant i was not sober enough to walk a mile or so by myself. silly shaun. anyway, we all made it back to the dorm, then i went to bother stacey and jaya, who were watching a movie. after making a fool of myself for a while, i passed out on my bed. which, come to think of it, didn't have any sheets then either. man i'm lazy, that's like 4 nights in a row that i didn't have sheets on my bed.
anyway, the weekend was capped off by a theta party. went with stacey and jaya and the rest of the girls. then we met up with ryan and his friend waiting for the bus, and once on the bus, had to put up with the antics of a very rowdy group of girls. i think they said their names were lexie, mego, and gabstar, but i wasn't paying a lot of attention. just kidding guys, don't hurt me. it was kind of a costume party, the theme was las vegas, so i went as an example of what happens in vegas stays in vegas. shirt badly buttoned, hair messed up, tie barely staying on, swimsuit, and BALLS written on my head in lipstick. the bar we went to wasn't the best, i had to wait probably three days to get a drink, and then it was all bitch drinks left. i say that like it's a bad thing, but i kinda like some of the bitch drinks, smirnoff especially. however all they had was bacardi, which is not my favorite, so i had to be content with three of those. then later in the night, i had a van halen- rum, vodka, amaretto, kahlua, and milk. turns out, when you mix four different types of alcohol together the drink gets strong. luckily, i only had the one. it still got me there though. after we got back, i wound up a having a long talk with jaya, about life, the universe, and everything, pretty much. and despite what she says, it wasn't weird. no different really from any of our other conversations. and you don't have to worry, ok jaya?
and then i fell asleep until i woke up at the begining of my story.