So my friend Cassie has introduced me to a different type of party...
Like every other party, this party has your random crashers, people who think they are the top shit, and all the drama that goes along with it. It's a chance to party with connections all over the world. Friends have your back and sometimes have to risk theirs to save yours. Like at every party there are party favours...but they are non alcoholic and for the most part are not narcotics. By the end of the round doors open, windows are broken and the furniture is moved all around. You know your drug dealer is only one message away to keep your senses focused on the adventures at hand. There is no age limit the youngins enjoy it as much as the adults. T- bagging is frowned upon, and there are surprises at every corner. The dead walk among us and the more we destroy the more respect you gain. Size really does matter it's your protection against an Orgy in the center of the room. Have you guessed what kind of party this is yet?
It's an Nazi Zombie X-Box Live Party
It's perfect for meeting new friends, and wasting away those days that you really have nothing better to do.
On our adventures through Nacht Der Untoten we have met some interesting people.
The first is Urmomswallows00 aka Matt from Woodstock, Ontario. From conversations during intense matches I have learnt he is tall, punked out, wears skinny jeans and is not quiet a part of the Jerkin Movement but me and Cass wish he was.
The second FlyingMonkey88 aka Jeremy or Jay for short from Indiana, USA. We haven't learnt much about him but that he enjoys blowing people up and the T-bagging them to near death.
Together these boys make our party.
Cheers!
And remember a party isn't a party unless shit gets fucked up <3
xo Smashley
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Drink a 24 on the May 24 Long Weekend
The May 24th, Long Weekend has been noted as the LARGEST drinking weekend in Canada. There are reports that it is the leading weekend in summer sales at The Beer Store and opening weekend for most cottagers and the kick off weekend for campers across the country.
My weekend was pretty subdued compared to past years but without fail there were events to report. My story begins on Saturday.
Location: My cousins house in the middle of bum fuck nowhere.
My cousins and I are not like a normal family. There are nine of us in total from the ages of 16-21 and we all stick together. The night of the party without fail we were all in attendance with all of our closest friends and then some. At the house there is a large forest in the back perfect for bonfires, and making noise with no one for miles to hear the chants and screams of happy party goers.
As people started to arrive the liquor started to flow and the games began. The night started with a few friendly games of flip cup to get the buzz rolling followed by socializing and listening to music under the stars. Inevitably flip cup began again and thats when I met him. He was me only male from our hobbies and interests to our competitive edge. As we circled around the table he started to chirp...maybe it was the liquor or I was just my competitive coming out but I was firing remarks right back at him. What caught me off guard was even when we were on the same team he was shooting me down. We played our final game of the night and decided to go somewhere and talk. As the conversation flowed my mind began to race. I could relate to everything he said. What amazed me the most about him was he knew what i meant when I said I could Waterski. He knew I didn't mean it in a recreational sence but that I meant I slalom in the course and that it was one of my greatest passions. I could feel my self falling from the beginning. The highlight of the night was when he leaned in for the kiss...as drunk and sloppy as it was I could read through it to passion and desire.
We found a quiet spot in the woods where we could get more comfortable and allow the night to be our playground. Now i know what you may be thinking...SLUT, WHORE you had sex with him the first time you met, that relationship is going nowhere. Well your wrong! We didn't have sex...sure we fooled around a bit but come on who wouldn't when they are drinking. Now ladies I'm not one to kiss, suck, or fuck and tell the details but this si worth mentioning...He was intimidatingly HUGE! At one point I gagged and claimed "If I wasn't so drunk I wouldn't have gag reflexes." when he told me this at our next encounter I could not stop laughing.
We decided to exchange numbers and that we would hang out again soon. At this point we said our respectable goodbye's as he headed home and I stumbled my way to my bed for the night.
The next day was a write off, i only left my bed in needs of water and to use the washroom.
Monday was another day of relaxation with a promise of seeing mike in the evening. When he came over we didn't hesitate to continue where we left off, again we did not have sex but the tension was growing. As we lay and cuddled I reached for his hand, hesitantly he returned the action, only to abruptly get up to leave. As he left I was confused I felt used and abused. I texted him a smart ass remark showing him my thoughts and he was quick to respond that he had just got out of a relationship and that when i reached for his hand it reminded him of his failed conquests.
In the end we decided that we would take it slow, start as friends and let the chemistry build. I am not one to give up and as our friendship bonds you can be sure that I will continue to slip in subtle flirts and cues and give him time to feel the same.
Signing out until the next party and the next adventure!
xo Smashley
My weekend was pretty subdued compared to past years but without fail there were events to report. My story begins on Saturday.
Location: My cousins house in the middle of bum fuck nowhere.
My cousins and I are not like a normal family. There are nine of us in total from the ages of 16-21 and we all stick together. The night of the party without fail we were all in attendance with all of our closest friends and then some. At the house there is a large forest in the back perfect for bonfires, and making noise with no one for miles to hear the chants and screams of happy party goers.
As people started to arrive the liquor started to flow and the games began. The night started with a few friendly games of flip cup to get the buzz rolling followed by socializing and listening to music under the stars. Inevitably flip cup began again and thats when I met him. He was me only male from our hobbies and interests to our competitive edge. As we circled around the table he started to chirp...maybe it was the liquor or I was just my competitive coming out but I was firing remarks right back at him. What caught me off guard was even when we were on the same team he was shooting me down. We played our final game of the night and decided to go somewhere and talk. As the conversation flowed my mind began to race. I could relate to everything he said. What amazed me the most about him was he knew what i meant when I said I could Waterski. He knew I didn't mean it in a recreational sence but that I meant I slalom in the course and that it was one of my greatest passions. I could feel my self falling from the beginning. The highlight of the night was when he leaned in for the kiss...as drunk and sloppy as it was I could read through it to passion and desire.
We found a quiet spot in the woods where we could get more comfortable and allow the night to be our playground. Now i know what you may be thinking...SLUT, WHORE you had sex with him the first time you met, that relationship is going nowhere. Well your wrong! We didn't have sex...sure we fooled around a bit but come on who wouldn't when they are drinking. Now ladies I'm not one to kiss, suck, or fuck and tell the details but this si worth mentioning...He was intimidatingly HUGE! At one point I gagged and claimed "If I wasn't so drunk I wouldn't have gag reflexes." when he told me this at our next encounter I could not stop laughing.
We decided to exchange numbers and that we would hang out again soon. At this point we said our respectable goodbye's as he headed home and I stumbled my way to my bed for the night.
The next day was a write off, i only left my bed in needs of water and to use the washroom.
Monday was another day of relaxation with a promise of seeing mike in the evening. When he came over we didn't hesitate to continue where we left off, again we did not have sex but the tension was growing. As we lay and cuddled I reached for his hand, hesitantly he returned the action, only to abruptly get up to leave. As he left I was confused I felt used and abused. I texted him a smart ass remark showing him my thoughts and he was quick to respond that he had just got out of a relationship and that when i reached for his hand it reminded him of his failed conquests.
In the end we decided that we would take it slow, start as friends and let the chemistry build. I am not one to give up and as our friendship bonds you can be sure that I will continue to slip in subtle flirts and cues and give him time to feel the same.
Signing out until the next party and the next adventure!
xo Smashley
To Kick It Off
Smashley here,
This is my first post for my first Blog and I am super excited for it. What you read here is meant to make you laugh, make you cry, even make you worry a little but not too much...I am the true definition of your typical college party girl. I love going out getting drunk and making a fool of myself with all of my friends by my side. Unfortunately we have been divided for the summer, some of us in school, others working, me so far nothing. I am free to continue the drunken shenanigans.
This is my first post for my first Blog and I am super excited for it. What you read here is meant to make you laugh, make you cry, even make you worry a little but not too much...I am the true definition of your typical college party girl. I love going out getting drunk and making a fool of myself with all of my friends by my side. Unfortunately we have been divided for the summer, some of us in school, others working, me so far nothing. I am free to continue the drunken shenanigans.
I am posting this as a warning:
THIS BLOG IS FOR THE EYES OF MATURE PEOPLE, THERE MAY BE POSTS WITH HARSH LANGUAGE, EROTIC BEHAVIORS, AND MANY ACTIONS THAT MIGHT NOT SUIT YOUR VALUES AND BELIEFS.
Read at your own Risk.
THIS BLOG IS FOR THE EYES OF MATURE PEOPLE, THERE MAY BE POSTS WITH HARSH LANGUAGE, EROTIC BEHAVIORS, AND MANY ACTIONS THAT MIGHT NOT SUIT YOUR VALUES AND BELIEFS.
Read at your own Risk.
All that being said I would love to hear your input so comment, share your own stories, and follow me on my adventures through my last free summer and my final year of college before I must enter the real world.
Cheers!
Cheers!
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