BJ's and Winos

FIRST of all, good job crew. I'm loving this blog. I initially thought it would be nerdy but it fucking rocks.

Next, last night: of course I was in attendance at that brutal bash at Irish Crossings. Cool venue or whatever, but seriously, no one was cool. The first person I started chatting with was a complete weirdo. He was wearing like, dress pants, a maroon shirt and I'm pretty sure he had some gold chains on. Anyway, homeboy had this uncanny resemblance to that creepy guy from Superbad who took Seth and Evan to that rando party. Who know who I'm talking about? (He was also that nerdy teacher in Pineapple Express) I mean, Superbad was on my mind since it was on in the front room of the party (good touch) but this guy was the real deal. He even assured Caitlin and I that he was "essentially best friends with the guys who live here" thus confirming my suspicians. So yeah, I got stuck talkting to a huge creep right off the bat at this God Awful party. (Worst.)

The crew did a very accurate job discussing the chaos that ensued regarding "Rosie" and our epic round of civil war. I have no further words on this topic except that THAT GIRL SUCKED.

So Paul rescued us from the hell that was that party. Curls, Brauch and I needed to party off that party so I contacted our friend MK (there are so many these days.) She was like, heyy we're playing drinking games at clover... so of course, we were sold. We show up and who's apartment are we in? Robot Nicks! Goodness gracious. Yet another kid I hooked up with last semester but now things are amicable. Well it was actually pretty fun. We played fuck the dealer, listened to some jams and what not. There were a few Asians there too which was excellent. (We're still trying to find a good one.) This after-party definatetly rounded off the night. It was refreshing to hang out with normal people after having to deal with the hell that was present at Irish Crossings.

Prepare to hate me: (especially Mikey...)

nownownow A Diva is a female version ofa HUSTLA ofa ofa HUSTLA ofa ofa HUSTLAA

that song is bound to be stuck in your head for at least the next two minutes.

OK so to wrap this up, Shout out to 2/3s of the Trio-- I love partying with you girls. Shout out to Paul for saving us. Shout out to CREW!!!! Shout out to Em- wish you could have been at hell party with us. Shout out to Bridget Jones Diary. and finally, Shout out to Rosie-Hopefully someday you will be cool, but until then, I hope you have a blast kicking and scratching people for your civil war fame you fucking douche.

ANNNDD its only Saturday... what kind of trouble can we get into tonight?

MEGGLES

Question Mark??

I JUST REMEMBERED!! We texted Question Mark earlier in the night (such a long story that WILL be posted later) and I asked him what was up. You know what he said??? "I know someone who knows who you are". CREEPY!!! HOW!?!? Did you go around asking everyone if you knew what number this was? Well, I told him that it was impossible, but then I asked if they at least said I was cool. He didnt answer back right away, which is completely out of character for him so Meggle$ took my phone and told him he was bluffing. And you know what? No response. Which makes me think that there are two possibilities here. 1. He does know who I am and is completely over my shennanigans- which means that next time I see him at the bar he will creepily stare at me (Mark, I dont know you, but I know you. You know you would). Or 2. He is bluffing, and he's upset that we called his bluff. Don't worry princess, we will be texting you soon enough...

xoxo Colleen

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!

SUCCESS!! Usually most of our nights end in success, but I have to be honest, I thought that tonight was going to be a bust. First of all, it's Friday night and I feel as though there is almost too much pressure for it to be a GREAT night. It's the end of the week, so on top of school work and getting rowdy on Wednesday and Thursday, I'm expected to give it my all on Friday. So all in all, tonight I thought about bitching out. Really. MK stayed in, I could have chilled with my roomie, done some homework (sorry Ted probably not), read a book whatever. But, I decided to push through my bitchness and have a good night with my crew. We started out at Wex (trio wex not bridget jones Wex), which of course I showed up late to and I didnt even get a drink right away because well, my heart wasn't fully into the party. whatever. In a bit i'm not even finished with my FIRST drink when 2/3 (part of trio) was like alright let's go. I was just like WTF wellll where are we going? Katie K's. I threw a bit of a fit. That girl SUCKS. She would absolutely be invited to The Worst Party. Part of crew said we werent staying long, that we had another party to hit up (which I just remembered about and WHY didnt we go??). We head over to Irish Crossings, and as soon as we walk in the door, every suspicion I had about this party just plain sucking was confirmed. We feel as though a great way to get into the party is to get on the beer pong table(it's the best place to start trouble), which we tried. And failed. So that was great. We are standing around in this awkward chick fest because well, we were the randoms. 

Meggle$ then tells me that our only option is to cause some trouble, which i am ALWAYS down for. But how? We played a crappy game of quarters (that game is the worst, it will be headlining at the Worst Party) but crew got over that real fast. We watched the ice luge break ( i just googled luge, i was right. No 'o' in the spelling fyi), some guys throw the halves on the wood floor, and bring in a random chunk of ice in from the street. So sanitary. Anyways, we saw the most current game of civil war ending (it wasnt even pong, which is okay because we were rolling freshman deep) and we jumped on that table. And by we I mean 2/3 -KE and CK-, Meggle$ and I. We  get our cups set up and wait. FOREVER. We had to yell at the other team to get their act together. I guess that was mistake number one. OR VICTORY NUMBER ONE! We get into this game, and I have to say, it was pretty lame at first. I heard some guys to my right at the keg being like "this is supposed to be civil war? this is the worst game i have ever seen!" Yeah tell me about it, boyfriend. But, thanks because I def stepped up my game after that. I think CK got out first (sorry girl) and pretty soon I was down to 1 cup, along with Meggle$ while KE still had her 4. 

So here's where it starts. Grandma sweater Rosie was just getting REALLY annoying. So I took her out. Small victory for achieving a personal goal, but man was that a mistake. For those of you who dont know, once you get knocked out of civil war, you can gather random balls for your team. Well that bitch, and holy shit was she a bitch, decided to come over and retrieve balls RIGHT NEXT TO KE. She was pushing and grabbing and scratching all sorts of shit. That was hell. It ended up being KE and I against two other people and I think our cups were even. Then some guy got my cup and yelled "FUCK YOU BIATCH" at me. I dont even remember the last time I heard 'biatch' to be honest. So I drank my beer and decided to fight Rosie at getting balls. Like I said before, BITCH. That girl actually kicked me! Kicked me!! I mean REALLY?? And I just can't go down without a fight. So I started karate chopping, with both of my hands. Innocent, but effective. That ho hated it. Luckily I think it was right around then that KE made that final cup AND WE WON!!!! It probably didnt help anything that I starting jumping up and down screaming FUCK YOU FUCK YOU YEAH FUCK YOU!!!! Thats when Rosie came up to me all huffy and was like "did you know that that guy actually lives here? i'm going to get you thrown out". Like I give a SHIT! That party was the WORST ANYWAYS!!! I told her it was cool, i was peacing anyways. Rosie thought that was a good idea. 

Rosie, you picked the wrong crew to piss off. We're never sorry. And I will only encourage Meggle$ to pour a beer on your head the next time we see you out. Curls said that it was a good thing Em wasn't there, and boy is she right. Rosie, that's what we call your Get Out of Jail Free Card. 

KE- I heard that Rosie gave you some nice scratches. If I had known that, I would not have been so nice to her. But you did also WIN THE GAME!!! That was the best. I might have cried if grandma sweater's team beat us. Seriously, Thank You.

Anyways, mission accomplished. We absolutely got into trouble at the worst party, just like we wanted to. 

SUCCESS!!!!!!!

Now get the hell out here-

Dive Bar

So...I went home for the weekend, but I wanted to contribute somehow. I went to a bar in my hometown with cousins, aunts, uncles, parents...the works. And as I was leaving, some greasy looking guy comes up to me, gives me his business card (complete with his myspace address), and says to me, "You've got a really interesting face, in a good way." Whatever that means...how am I supposed to take that? Not, "You're pretty", or anything like that. "You've got a really interesting face, you look really Victorian." ??? Okay. And then he says, "If you ever think of doing any modeling, give me a call, blah, blah, blah". Yeah, okay, thanks, Tony Soprano. Will do, Weirdo.

That's my story from the weekend so far. Just goes to show that you never know what kind of 40 year old is going to hit on you; But you do know, no matter, what kind of crazy, it's going to be an interesting story.

unfortunate grandma sweater...

okay so i just got back to wexy and mendo won't cheerlead me right now so i guess i will blog. i just got back from rando irish crossing party. like we were the randoms that not many people knew. okay so most people didnt know.

excuse me because i am somewhat fucked up right now.

anyway... most people- cool as fuck.

ps- for anyone wondering- bridget jones is not on. no wine is being drankkk. i guess i missed out.

okay back to the rando party... so there was a random bitch fuck there who took drinking games wayyyyyyyyyyyy too seriously. you she had this ugly grandma black sweater on with tights because i guess she thought that was hott shit. and she tried to copy curlz. her hair- nappy and gross. anyways she got a little too caught up in civil war, tried to start some shit. gross. she was knockin people over, knuck if you buck shit. luckily... things did not have to get out of hand.

anyway besides that the ice luge was the second best thing about this party. ice luge #1 got broken so the guys went outside and found a piece of ice. they brought it inside and carved a new one. more funny when you where there i guess. and i didnt do any tequila shots. be very proud... my bad decisions were to a minimum be proud of me- this doesn't happen often.

and on a side note: bossy is awesome.

and i hate when their is no toilet paper in the bathroom.

i love twilight more than any person should. just thought i should throw that in there.

edward cullen is my husband. i'm not sorry. i like to partyyyyyy. (way too much)

C-Murph

Comp and Party don't mix

I can't wait to party, purely to write on this blog....shenanigans to ensue

Mary Kate "I party for scars and stories, not for fame" Mullaney

&&&

Also spotted at the FEVE:

Balls- ultimate creep. i hit you in the balls for a reason so stop talking to me. and he is on the bengal bouts tickets. get that outta here.


Crew will be in full force tonight since no work or class tomorrow. no excuses. i'm not sorry.


C-Murph

Michiana's #1 Night Club

Sooo as Meggles said, the feve was fairly uneventful. We saw the usual fever people, nothing exciting there.

Oh, but we did find a great new drink special call "Fuck Cup". haha we had no clue what was in it, but it looked fruity and yummy so, of course, we all got it. I mean it was called "Fuck Cup".

Get ready to House party tonight!!

shout out to golden t's shirt...it was battery powered. who owns a battery powered shirt, and wears it to fever?? I guess he does.

all in all it was a successful fever night, but I am not happy I feel asleep at ClovaClov because I woke up at 6:00 am on a futon, cold, and my contacts were burning. not fun. So I made Meggles get up and we went home and I was totally walk of shaming it in my fever wear, heels and all. The WORST! but i guess fever is worth it!

Gotta love Michiana's #1 Night Club!!! What uppp


i'm NOT sorry, i like to party


-curls

Dude, Fever is hell on earth. It's so bad, that its good. Like.. everyone you have ever met in college shows up, and everyone is wasted. Much like myself at the moment. There's really nothing too exciting to report from fever. The crew was in full force.

Reminder to self: must have sunday super funday

crew is totally feeling the "you spin me right round baby right round" remixxxxx by Flo Rida right now. Totally cut it up on the dance floor to that.

Discussion: Fever Basement... thoughts? like what the hell. its a want to be bar scene, in the creepiest venue ever.

(This is gonna be like gossip girl)

SPOTTED:
quad/ CK/ tricky/ gold t/ john & friend/ jc lez and j stark ryan and random chick crew/ creepy j/ ricky bobby (KIDDING)/ and others.... too drunk to rememeber


MICHAELA JUST ANNOUNCED THAT SHE IS BECOMING A LESBIAN

Brauchness is making fri ri right now. Curls is snoring on the couch.


AM I HOT? AM I HOT?!!!


goodnight,

imnotsorryiliketopartyMEGGLE$

FOOD!!!

Sooo I found the BESTTTT Nom blog EVER. If you need some drunk food ideas go here. Its one of the crew members blogs.

just do it. you will love me forever.

What up What up!

What up What up! This is Meggle$! Curls said that “her crew” will be posting here, but lets not kid ourselves… Curls is MY CREW! Hahah. Alright so last night, I partied. I havn’t partied in a while (since Friday) and last night I just felt like having fun. It was also our girl CK’s birthday, so Brauch and I made the executive decision to get rowdy. We started off the night with our favorite mixed drinks at Clover Ridge, (seven and 7 for Brauch-woof- and vodka/strawb pom/ lime juice concoction for me-delish.) (We rocked some 3oh!3 when we were at ClovaClov. You should really download their “Want” album. Every song rocks.)

Then we journeyed through the sub-zero temperatures to Wexy (trio Wexy- not counseling Wexy.) (Hopefully after a few of my posts you will be able to pick up on my lingo. If not, I don’t really give a fuck.) Alright so we went to Trio Wexy and the 3/4s of the quad were there and James. Tre’ interesante. So after a bit of kickin’ it, we cruised to CJ’s. What a sketch place! Seriously, everyone was underage. We went there because the trios’ friends are in some band called Chicken Liver or Chicken Jackson or whatever. They actually rocked. They played like blues and folk and they played PHISH!!! Wooo! KE and I broke it down on the dance floor like woah. SIDENOTE: Brauch and I had to drink 3 pitchers of beer, pretty much on our own. This was because the minimum for credit cards is $25, although Brauch managed to talk them down to $20. Our friends were being lame and not partying so we just had to get drunk. Whatevs. So ok, here a list of the people I ran into:

Spice Up Your Life (He’s EVERYWHERE!)

Tricky (Homeboy got a new phone finally hahah)

Golden T (He wanted to steal my kicks because they were fresh)

(yeah I rocked my red satin air force 1’s last night. Whatup gangsta)

Evin + Cush (They’re having a party on Friday, we need to show up)

Caroline D (We told some good stories about people from our golf team)

I met this kid named Greg who was wearing a Celtics Jersey. I was like “Homeboy, are you from Boston?” and he was like no.. I’m from Morristown, NJ! Well, my best friend from home, Kelly is from Morristown! Small world. I tried to text Kelly this amazing news but I accidently texted my other friend Kelly Gabriel. Whoops!

Hmm yeah, so those were the noteworthy peeps of the night I guess…

Around 1230 or so, we left CJ’s but Brauch and I still wanted to party. We cruised over to our friend Ryans house to hang with him, JC and this rando chick who we met last Thursday. OK so story. I hooked up with Ryan last semester and whatever and then we got into a disagreement and then we stopped talking. Typical. This semester has been fine because I’ve hung out at his house twice and its been totally fun and normal. The weird part is this rando chick. She was cool last Thursday. Shes like a friend of Ryans from home or whatever. Last night was a Wednesday and she was still fucking here! What? She doesn’t even go here and she graduated and has a real job. Get out of South Bend dude. But ok, last night she was a little strange- just trying to prove shit and what not. Kind of amusing. whatev

So we got fucked up and watched a BUNCH of parental control. That show is so scripted- its ridic. I have never had that much fun watching parental control ever hahah. Woooooo (im definitely still drunk right now… sheessh) So around 3 or so, Brauch and I decided we were done partying and went back to Clover where we preceded to nom our way through the kitchen. We nommed and watched tv until roughly 4 when we decided to pass out---- and here I am now, sitting in bed, writing this way cool blog post. Killaaa…

I need to wake Brauch up so we can go to Hobby Lobby and buy a whole bunch of yarn. For 3d art, I came up with the idea of crocheting a huge crochet fort….. mmmm hmmm get excited. Just imagine setting up Crochet Fort on the island when its warm out!!! Definitely gonna be grool.

Well, Happy Thursday! Fever Feve?

I’m not sorry, I like to party,

MEGGLE$

Birthday Time!

So...tonight (at midnight) is one of our friends birthday's. She is having the anniversary of her 21st birthday (for all of you who don't get it...she's turning 22). Unfortunately I could not partake in the festivities tonight because I have to go to my internship early in the morning and help with a commercial shoot, that I could possibly be in (but that's a whole other story). And tomorrow is also the Career Fair...aka the WORST. No one actually wants to go to these things, but somehow you always end up going and hating every minute of it. So I have a busy day tomorrow :(

Oh and I almost forgot...I will not be the only one posting on here. My crew will join in my retelling of our adventures. Maybe you will meet some of them soon. Get Excited!

I'm Not Sorry...

Solo Cups, Ping Pong Balls, Bars, Beats, Friends, Kegs, Partyyyy....

College is a time in most people's lives where they like to go out and have fun with their friends...aka PARTY. I am one of those people. I like to spend time with my friends and we just happen to like to party together. We are in the last semester of our college careers, so there no better time to party like we do. Recalling the past nights escapades has always been a pastime of ours, and now it will be captured in this blog. We will be posting just about anything that has to do with partying. I am by no means a college party expert, (I mean we do go to an all women's college) but we do know how to have fun, and really, thats all that matters. Now you will be able to follow our last semester at school and see what our lives are really like.

I am Curlz and I'm not sorry....I like to PARTY :)