7/15/06

okay, so here is the detailed events of my week.

wednesday:
all of the girls and i went to B-Dubs. It was fantastic. Our waitress, April is amazing, and served us. Hurah!
I invented a shot, which Josh Martin, his roomate Nick and I dubbed a ‘her fault’ because it was my fault if it tasted icky. it was stoli vodka, sweet and sour mix, blue curaco and orange juice. yummy! it turned out really nice.
after two her faults i drank some long islands. forced myself to puke, i was really drunk. had a tall budweiser and continued to party!
the dj, larry, was incredibly hot, and tried to hit on him but i’m sure it came out like this.

hiiiii, i’muh suuuraaah. yuuurrr smokiinnnn. hehehehe. i’maaa druuuunk.

so that failed, obviously. we went to a party at erikas. i saw a bunch of the guys. alexia and i got in this huge fight with this asshole. i was sober at this point.

he turns to alexia and goes, i’m mexican. and she goes, oh me too!(which is true) he then challenges her and askes her name. alexia josephina torres. sounds pretty damn mexican to me 😉
so she leaves, and he calls her some name, and goes. fuck her i’m armenian. then turns to me and goes, i bet you don’t even know where the fuck armenia is. which i do, and i politley point out that it is part of the former ussr, in easter europe, yada yada. then he starts screaming about how he is a christian and not a fucking muslim, blah blah. and i told him that i really don’t care where he is from, or what his religiosus views are. because i don’t care. and he then started claiming that those god damn cubans become citizens when they enter miami, and screaming at me for not knowing where armenia is, calling alexia racist because she thougt he was mexican, but he was the one who said he was!
i was seriously going to punch him, but we left instead.
josh’s roomate gave me his number, but i totally don’t like him, more on that later.

thursday was red light/green light night at the wayside, wear red if you are taken and green if you are single. alexia lent me a shirt but i was having a fat night and bought a whole new outfit. i was hot that night.
so we went to the wayside, all sporting our green shirts and danced like crazy. then i ran into bradford miles. he goes by brad, but i think bradford miles is way hotter. i met brad about a month ago, and we spend the night together. the last time i spent the night we just cuddled in his bed all night. he’s just hot and cuddly.
so i run into brad, oh god he’s hot. and he challenges me to a dance off, and we danced, and it was sexy. he’s a pretty terrible dancer, but he’s just so funny that i always have my head thrown back in laughter with him. he kept grabbing my ass, and it was fun. so we were dancing and then i saw JONELLE WALKER!!!!
I hadn’t seen him since december, and he moved to FL while i was in the UK so i never expected to see him. it was funny, he comes up and taps Brad on the shoulder, and says may I interupt this dance, and i figured it was just some dude squeezing in on me, so i turn around to say something like, no i’m having a good time, when i realize it’s jonelle. so i scream and jump into his arms and we dance around like fools. it was AWESOME!!! and cute, so brad disappeared while i was jumping for joy.
later i’m haning out with the girls, and josh goes, hey sarah….you should go dance with nick(the roomate who gave me the number) and i say, no. and he starts pressuring me, like hey why not. but i don’t think i needed to make it any more clear. if i liked him, i would have danced with him. i mean, honestly….he went with our group to the bar, if i liked him i would be dancing with him and not brad. plain and simple. i hate how people pressure and cajole me, as if one dance will make me fall madly in love. ick.
bradford miles(such a sexy name) and i danced more. i saw brady thompson, ick. and flaunted that i was with a sexy guy. shook my ass. and had fun.
dropped the girls off, went over to brads. and we make out a lot.
it was nice cuddling with him, again.
yesterday i just hung out at my parents house. abby and i went for a bike ride, and then swimming. i went home, and was in bed when alexia demanded i go bowling. i went in practically pajama’s and glasses. then i found out we were going to ladies night afterwards…ick i looked AWFUL. bowling was great, kenny bought me a drink because i ran out of change hehehe.
i went home, and changed into a black tube top, jean mini and my witch heels. it was cute, and i looked okay for being scrubby and wearing glasses. i had worn my glasses on wednesday, and kenny and dan said i was sexier with them on, so i guess that is okay.
saw bradford miles at the bar again. but i was mostly playing pool last night so we didn’t dance at all. plus it is ladies night, i have no interest in the men. saw andrew santini. brad’s friend/frat brother and an old fling of mine. he said he was having a bunch of people over to the sigma pi house after the bar. and i went assuming brad would be there. when i got there it was just andrew, i was totally conned. but we just talked about england for like 40 minutes and then i went home. i really like brad, and i’m not going to do something stupid, like santini. plus andrew is bad in bed and a little creepy sometimes.
so i spent all day today recovering from my crazy week. ate pixie. cute jeff from lamda chi alpha delivered my lunch. he’s back-up if brad doesn’t workout.
mallory grandma is ill, and i think alexia has to close, so i’m not sure what my plans are for tonight. all i know is that it is HOT out. and i am going swimming after dinner.
my week was great. so in summation, i love long islands, bradford is cute, and i can dance like crazy.
oh yeah, oldies night on sunday 😉