Samir and I celebrated our birthdays Saturday night by pre-partying at his place and then hitting up Franklin St. in Chapel Hill. I curled my hair, smeared on the black eyeliner, and put the twins on display and I was ready to party like a college student.In about an hour and a half at Samir's, I had several jello shots and a couple red bull and vodkas and I was good to go (oh and I had one real shot too, ouch). It's actually surprising I didn't throw up right then. The ice cream cake must have saved me (thanks Suzanne!).
I have a vague recollection of Kevin driving us to Chapel Hill and drunkenly showing people where Linda's was. I have an even vaguer recollection of being at Linda's, although I do remember Matt getting me water and reading all of the writings on the bathroom wall.
After I started bugging people to move on, we went to The Library and danced for a couple of hours. There we ran into a guy in a red shirt who I believe started hitting on Kristi until he realized she was taken and then moved onto me and/or Matt (there was some debate about his orientation). I gave him my number and had to tell him my name before we left to walk back to the car, only realizing then that no one knew if his name was Jonathan or Donovan. I did find out he was a Panthers' fan though.
At this point, I remember undoing the straps on my shoes and noticing that one of the straps had fallen off, so I went running back up Franklin St with no shoes on to look for the strap. The good news was I found the strap and didn't cut myself. I sure the cops I ran by enjoyed the show.
Eventually I got home at like 3 AM to a very happy Pepper and passed out until 6, at which point I woke up and threw up what remained of the jello shots. I fell asleep for a couple more hours and then ate some food - big mistake. An hour later, I was throwing up again. After that, I resigned myself to bed for the rest of the day. At 6 PM, I could finally down some of Lexington's finest BBQ. However when I took a shower last night, the smell of my hair made me nauseous all over again.
So in summary, I had an adventure and hopefully didn't do too many embarrassing things . Oh and when Jonathan did call last night, he left the worst voicemail message ever. Think gay valley girl. Damn those jello shot goggles.
P.S. I'll post a link to my pictures once I can look at them without getting sick.
Updates
Matt filled me in on what I else did Saturday night- I kept telling everyone how much I loved them, especially Matt
- I kept saying how much I missed Eleni and Mike
- The Kristies, Matt, and I had a very enthusiastic discussion about gay marriage on the way to Chapel Hill
- Rum has a lower proof than vodka
- Samir has shot glasses in his freezer
Category: Life
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That night was waaaayyyy too much fun.
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