Good Times

We decided to celebrate the end of NPHW by polishing off the beer left over from the Thursday night event. There was a lot of beer....clarification: a lot of cheap, nasty beer. Needless to say, it's all gone. We sat in an office at the school, listening to Eminem (one in our number just knew that Eminem didn't call his mother a ho, so we had to listen to the whole CD to find out.) We didn't know that our school's associate dean was still working down the hall. Apparently you could smell the alcohol from down the hall....we'll see if our advisor still has a job on Monday. But, let me just tell everyone: If you have never walked around your school with a plastic cup of beer in your hand, a safari hat on your head, and a group of friends around you- you haven't lived. (You probably also experience less risk of expulsion.)

Then we went out to dinner, and then we went to a bar, and then we went to a club. I got home at 4:30 AM and I had to wake up for this morning's thing at 7:30. My head hurts...but it was totally worth it. A really good time- for reals. :)