ghotistix wrote:
I went to a bunch of parties when I was at Plymouth State University, more out of boredom and an inability to say no to my friends when they invited me than anything else. Most of the time was spent standing in the darkest corner I could find, practicing small talk when it was required of me and wishing my beer was a Dr Pepper.
Many amusing antics ensued during these. One of my friends was a klepto and found it the height of hilarity to steal the most expensive object in whatever apartment building we were in at the time and show it off later. Amazingly, he never got caught for it, perhaps because he usually returned the items later in the night.
Another guy - don't read this if you don't want to be grossed out - got extremely drunk at a party I was at. When we went back to our dorm building (he was in the room next to mine), he was struggling to walk straight. The next morning, I discovered that he was in deep, deep trouble with the RA of our building (the guy that supervises dorm life).
In the middle of the night, this guy had noticed that he needed to take a leak, but in his messed-up state, he didn't think he could make it to the bathroom down the hall. So, in all his wisdom, he decided to let fly out of his window. A series of coincidences made this already bad situation go horribly, horribly wrong. For one, it was a warm, windy night. The wind served to direct the, ah, material in an unintended direction, and the unseasonable temperature meant that most people had their windows open. Getting worse, his room, on the third floor, was directly above the RA's room. Finally, beds in our building were almost always positioned directly underneath windows. I'll let you figure out the rest.
Aaah, college...
heehee,, your story reminds me of one our RA told us...
we live in a suite style, and she told us about the year before (different students), when she was sleeping in her room, with the door unlocked as normal, when she woke up with a suitemate in her room in her nightgown
The girl came into her room, and my RA noticed she was sleepwalking right away, the girl sat on her chair, and started to pee thinking it was the bathrom (while sleepwalking), my RA hadda coax her into the bathroom and stuff, girl didnt remember it the next day, but the RA told her, much to her horror XD
and nope, I'm not a party person at all... I'd rather be alone in my room than in a corner shivering wishing for the night to be over in a party