They MISS ME!!!!

Words can not describe how much I miss these characters!!! I will have to be getting home from overseas soon because I can't wait to pick up where we left off....which reminds me you all need to be updated to the fullest before I land home and have some shit show moments to share with you! Oops Dawg!

Before this Afternoon

Well from what I can remember, not just because of alcohol, but because it has been a couple weeks is that Pocahontas and I wanted to go out and have a grand old time, just the two of us! It had been forever since we had done that. Well, Morgie, Pokie who received her name because of her slowness of getting ready needed a night out and joined us. Subconsciously I don’t think we liked that because we were complete bitches to her the whole night. Not meaning to but it happened. Live and learn we have to keep our emotions under raps. This is also the night I FINALLY received my nickname, which has become the ongoing joke. Pocahontas never drinks miller light just like I NEVER (or try to) drink bud light. However, that night the Spanish corrupted the Indian. Lauren drank a pitcher of miller with me. Now my name is Hime. It may not be grammatically or culturally correct it just makes sense to us.

At bar closing time, I decided we should all go cabrewing the next day. It seemed like a good idea. When we got home/back to Pocahontas house we decided to eat and get changed. We went upstairs so Pocahontas’ balcony so she could smoke and had some chat time. We see this guy who from a distance looked pretty cute, so I yelled at him and invited him to our “party”. Not thinking this guy would say yes, he accepts. So here we are with this guy named Mike (at the time he said his name I told him he would have to go, I already had enough Mikes in my life) but he stayed. We decided to take Morgan out to her car thinking this guy would just leave to, but he didn’t. So instead of David, the male of the group kicking this guy out, it became my job to do it. I told him, “look we are all going to bed now” in which re responds “ok” then takes a step inside. I say, “well we are going to bed together and not with you. Hopefully we see you around sometime. Thanks for stopping by!” I shut the door, lock it and ran away from the creeper.

Graduation

So after a crazy night of drinking, like usual, I went to three of my best friends graduations. One 3 hours of sleep mind you. I enjoyed a couple of speakers but the main speaker was talking about politics and nothing that interested me, I almost fell asleep. I mean this man made me want to drink and I was so hung over, thinking about beer made me want to vomit.

After the graduations and pining ceremony for my nursing friends, I got a hotel and headed to Hofbrauhaus to meet up with Sarah, my old roommate and all her New Breman friends for the celebration. Now this is the girl who I was talking about to the random guy the night before. After being there for oh 15 minutes, I fell into the “You’ll feel much better if you have one beer. It’s just what you need to make the hang over go away.” Well needless to say that ONE beer turned into an 11 hour drinking spree with an end result of me on all fours in front of the Comfort Suits. But at Hofbrauhaus Sarah’s brothers wouldn’t let any of us girls pay, so I got 2 liters of beer, one pint and 2 shots PLUS dinner. Yet, when we went to the next bar and I somehow managed to spend $100. How? I have no idea, but judging by the end of the night, maybe I shouldn’t have.

When we got back to the hotel, I threw myself out of the cab and landed on all fours in front of the hotel telling the cab to just wait a sec while I puke and then I will pay him. I crawled to the curb, popped a squat and looked through my purse. No cash. Oops. Neither Sarah nor Rachel had some either. So… free cab ride. I love Cincinnati!!

As soon as we got to the hotel, we ate some pizza and crashed. Woke up the next morning to find out that Rachel slept in the stairwell and was locked out of our room so she had to ask the front desk to let her in at 5am AND there was a condom wrapper in out bed. Well we are all girls, non of us got sex that night so that would mean it wasn’t ours and was in the bed. EWWW. When we left we demanded we be reimbursed for the room because of unsanitary conditions.

Needless to say, the night/ was a success. Three hours of sleep, 11 hours of drinking and then 5 hours of sleep. My body hates me.