Your list was first:
1. 2 people said "Help me not make out with Conrad."
2. Jehan made out with Conrad.
3. "Maybe it's OK if Jehan makes out with Conrad. Right?" "Yeah, I actually think that's fine."
4. Marilyn told me she was really impressed that I managed not to make out with anybody because I love Eric. The way she said it, it was obvious that she absolutely expected to have to pull me off some boy's face.
5. Conrad #2 in the girl's bathroom.
6. While you were making out with somebody, Sarah pointed at you, laughing, and said, "She looks so happy."
7. Adam's sister was completely overwhelmed by Marilyn. First, she was amazed that there were two sisters at the same party (she was pretty drunk), and then she started yelling that we looked exactly alike and were possibly twins, and that we should ask our mom if that might be true.
8. I peed my pants. In the bathroom. Then I went back out and danced for about an hour.
10. Ben and I were hungry on the way home, but I was all, "NO CHEESESTEAKS." So we went to Wawa. Where I realized that I did want a cheesesteak after all. So I got a Wawa cheesesteak.
Moral of the story: Do not ever, under any circumstances, eat a Wawa cheesesteak.
(BONUS #11: I woke up in Ben's extra room on an air mattress on the floor this morning and seriously had absolutely no idea where the hell I was. Also, it took me a minute to find the door. I was filled with self loathing, because true to my reputation to which my sister alluded earlier, I assumed I had gotten piss-drunk and gone home with some boy, but then I was confused and creeped out, because why would he have shut me up in a tiny, hot room with an air mattress and no door? This was the way my brain was working until I finally found the door, recognized Ben's house, stumbled into the street, and took a train to a deli in center city, where I threw up some nasty cheesesteak in the alley, went inside, and, reaching for a vitamin water, accidentally sent three of them flying across the aisle, where they all exploded on the floor and made a giant lavender puddle. Then I popped Madonna on my ipod and headed home.)
It may be true that I'm getting too old for this. But for now, it's pretty great.
and mine:
I wrote a response list yesterday, but then lost the internets. A rough-draft reiteration:
"My Old-School Making Time List with 2 variations"
1. Pregamed. Shouldn't bother with Making Time, especially if we get there at 9:15.
2. Got drunk.
3. Made out with a boy/gave him my number.
4. Sarah snapped (Talkin' Shit's) Kelly's bra.
5. DC in Philly!
XO
Also, your #8 and #10 make you gross.
I'M PRETTY SURE THIS REALLY HAPPENED
Monday, August 13, 2007
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