IU RENDEZVOUS

This past weekend I went down to Indiana University to visit my friends from my floor last year.

IT WAS EPIC.

Thursday night my friend, Alex & I basically eff'd crapola up while Jenna reunited with her lovely boy-toy after her almost not wanting to go out....She should listen to us more often. ;)
Anywho, we drank, we fropped (frat-hopped), we were merry!

After becoming decently intoxicated, we headed to my boyfriend's frat where we drank more. After a short while we met up with guys  in my boyfriend's pledge class who offered us Bailey's.....ok, before I tell you what I think may have embarrassingly happened...you must know that 1. THEY WERE DRINKING IT, TOO!!! 2. I have never heard of this before.

I think we drank......*gags*............. dip spit!
I believe this for two reasons 1. I told my boyfriend and he said "there was probably dip spit in that 2. the next day Jenna said that there was probably dip spit. IF TWO PEOPLE THINK THIS, WE ARE DISGUSTING.


It tasted like chocolate milk. Don't judge.

After Sigma Chi, we walked a friend to Delta Chi, where, I am about to tell you the most EPIC steal ever, in my life. 
So, there was a pledge paddle chillin with this guy (who is sober) and I decided it would be hilarious to sign it.
****Back-up**** For those of you who live under a rock, when guys are pledges they are supposed to do tasks for the brothers, get to know them, do their laundry, cut the lawn with scissors, etc... and when the brother feels they deserve their signature, they will sign the paddle. BASICALLY, this is their entire life for a few weeks & their key to brotherhood.

So, Alex & I signed the paddle at the top (to which a brother said "You signed it at the top?!!" ...idk if that is saved for someone high up or what, but we rocked it) I almost give it back to the kid when I decide that this would be fucking awesome to keep.....So...I casually stole this by placing it under my arm, BTW, paddles are longer/thicker than my arm + it had a red sock covering it...... very obvious that I was stealing it..Yet, I GOT AWAY WITH IT!!! Life= complete. Me= A champ.
PS. In my defense, no one said one word to me about stealing it and what the hell kind of  pledge takes his eyes off of his paddle.....

While all of this is going on, Alex distracts a fellow DX ...she is hilarious.

 

Probably whispering sweet nothings...

 Mourning..

 She drew on his arm with sharpie....gave her his #....erased it... and then decided to give it to him again...this dude e-mailed her later? WTF. I wrote "penis" on the back of his neck & he texted her (sorry, E-MAILED, because this is the 90's) the next day to tell her what we wrote wasn't coming off... WIN.


On Friday night Alex & I were back at it!

 

All of us! (You may remember Natalia, who was the sister in this escapade. )

Earlier in the night we attended a house party where I was extremely pumped about the jungle juice...and may or may not have told multiple froshies how they will have the best times of their lives in college. We later fropped again only this time Lauren joined us out on the town!  Multiple frats later, Lauren went with her lovely boyfriend who was generous enough to chauffeur Alex & I to another frat. 

THIS IS WHERE IT GETS REAL:

We pop into Pi Kapps.....LAME. IT WAS DEAD.
We snuck out of a back door and ran so that no one would make us get a ride. We may or may not have stolen a shirt.......

Next, we go to Theta Chi..better. We dance a little, drink a little.... Eventually we are ready to go...however, I spy with my little eye A DOUBLE BEER BONG!!! (btw we are in the main room where everyone is dancing) Guess what happened next...yep, swiped!

It suddenly occurs to me that we can't just get a ride home with this bong, someone will ask questions..Instead, we go up a floor and ask a lovely pledge, who is seriously reading a book, where we can escape with this beer bong and no one will see us.. he points the way to stairs below him. THETA CHI, YOU HAVE SHITTY/AWESOME PLEDGES.

Down this stairwell...you would not believe it, but it was there... A GIANT BEACH BALL. Swiped.

Picture this: two drunken girls, one with a giant beach ball, another with a beer bong walking down the street. As we arrived to the corner, pledges from AEPI? (is that the frat? whatevz) comment on the ball, I tell them we need a ride, they ask if they can keep the ball. I say no. They drop us off, ask for the ball again, I say NOPE! & gtfo out the car, VICTORIOUS.

This ball was so BA.

We are so BA.

Well, folks, this was my weekend. I came, I saw, I fropped, I conquered.

Until next time, IU.