It’s been a while since the last time I updated, and now I have a pretty amusing story to tell, or at least I think so and I feel like some people, ie Larissa and possibly Stephen, just may be amused by it, if I can describe it well enough for you to get a reeeally good mental picture.

So, Saturday night, best night of my university life so far. Saturday night was the night where my entire faculty’s frosh (first year students) got together with their Teaches (our frosh leaders) and had a massive party, which we decided to call Plaster the Actor/Bleach the Teach.

It was themed like the academy awards, and so we were supposed to go dressed as crazy obsessed fans of whatever movie we had been assigned for the night, and, my group got Harry Potter. So I naturally went as Hermione, a very, ah, "grown up" Hermione let’s say. After mildly pre-drinking with my roommate, a bunch of us went to the party and our first responsibility was to get our Teaches as drunk as possible.

Easy enough, only one of my Teaches, likes frosh. Of either gender. So every time I got her a shot, she made me drink half, or do one with her. Messy messy times ensued after I lost count at five to ten shots and then had to switch to beer which was refreshingly organic tasting by that time. Thankfully, I was able to save one of my friends, Phil, before this as she had literally cornered him in the living room and was putting the moves on, a la cougar style. Needless to say, he owes me, big time, especially as after I managed to lure her away from him, she proceeded to dispose of her shot glasses after taking a shot by putting them in my cleavage.

Afterwards, about five of us walked home together and that was fun too. One of the two guys we were walking home with, just about fell into a tree off the sidewalk, so to stop this, I grabbed him and then he decided it would be good plan to put a vice-grip hold around my waist the rest of the way home. Thankfully, to not give him the wrong idea, my friend Phil joined me on the other side, so we sort of looked a little bit like Dorothy, the Lion and the Tin-Man walking off to see the wizard together, tightly wrapped up around each other.

That is, if Dorothy and company had been three very drunk Con. Ed frosh trying to keep warm and stop themselves falling off the sidewalk...

All in all, an excellent time was had and I didn’t even have a hangover the next day. So, best night so far.

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