Posted 13:02 by Tycho

First off, I would like to extend congratulations to Team 69 HYPER and their alliance pairing for their victory in LA! For HYPER, that's 2 regionals they've won this year...will they now let us go to Atlanta for the nationals? Probably not. I wish I had been in LA.

Now, this is going to be a massive post, probably. The only reason I'm going to type it up is because I don't want to study for Dynamics.

Got picked up last night and went out to eat at Cactus Pete's. Good burgers, good fries. Sorta like the Texas Roadhouse, except you don't get to throw peanuts all over the floor. Then it was off to pick people up at Assumption, then to haul ass back to WPI. The line to get into Harrington was obscene. First up was Violet Nine...they'd start off really well, but the rest of their songs would suck. Avery was alright...nothing special. Eve6 was much better, but my ears hurt like hell because we were really close to the speakers. They're still ringing. Eve6 is sort of punkish, but no so much like DKM.

Anyways, my cousins somehow convinced them to party with them, so we all lugged out way back to Assumption, where they were pissed about there being no alcohol. By this point, most of them were all piss drunk and were being assholes. One of 'em said I have sexy eyes and eyelashes. Another put his arm around me (he would later kiss another young gentleman on the head). Nearly lost it and almost smacked whichever one is blond, for being a complete fucktard. One of them started fucking smoking a clove in Peggy's room. I got one whiff of the smoke and I had to go fucking puke. So I got to see Cactus Pete's a second time, this time, not quite as tasty.

Then we go back to WPI to the party at LCA. Got in without a problem, despite being a guy, and promptly went to the bar and grabbed myself a Coke. Yes, I know. It's lame. I hate beer. Now, if they were doing shots...different story. So Eve6 was at LCA. Rock on. Evidently the more drunk they get, the less of an asshole they are. Only two of them weren't assholes at all that night. I still had sexy eyes at the end of the night. I guess that's something. Grabbed a second coke, and maybe a third.

Went downstairs to watch the beirut action (NOT BEER PONG), and was invited to play. As I said, I hate beer, so I grabbed someone to play for me. Ye is fucking insane at beirut. Then the people I was with earlier came down and watched. Got asked if I like Amanda, who then tried to punch the person who asked me. Then saw people try to table dance...keyword is "try". Sometime before that they had gone out to smoke pot, which I wanted no part of.

And so, by the end of the party, everyone knows me as the hardass who doesn't drink (beer sucks), doesn't smoke, and probably is the nerd that never has any fun. It's not cool being known as the hardass. It definitely didn't help that I was wicked tired at the end of the concert. By the time we got back to LCA I was not really "with it". And by the time we left (at about quarter of six) in the morning...fuck...I barely was able to get back up the hill to Fuller 15 and sack out.

Yeah, and got my cousins pissed at me, for being no fun, or being an ass, don't know which one. Wonderful.

I'm Coat #46.

Now for food and massive amounts of studying for Dynamics.