Anyways, the reason behind my pitiful page is that I am in college...where I play tennis, study as a nursing major, and have work-study. The only free time during the week I get I am sleeping, studying, or eating. Hopefully this will change when the season ends...since instead of working at the health and counseling center I will most likely end up there needing SERIOUS therapy or have stress-related illness!
Speaking of tennis....we have a new coach this year who taught for 20 years at a D1 college....we aren't D1. He is having a difficult time wrapping his around the fact that our school doesn't PAY us to be playing this sport, in fact we pay a TON just to take classes here...so forgive me if I choose to study over WATCHING the match I am not playing in until 11PM at night which was the only time it could be rescheduled. Tennis is something that I love to do, and nursing is what I PLAN to do for THE REST OF MY LIFE, that's what needs to be priority 1. Thanks though!
I mean I CAN manage my time and make it to as much tennis as I can, and I do, but this past Saturday I took off of studying for my own mental well-being which was probably why I needed all of Monday night to review. That weekend was alumni weekend though so my boyfriend was obviously up (since he is alumni...see my "student with parent" blog in case you forgot that he is 4 1/2 years older than me). So I was so excited to see all of our friends that graduated last spring and we had a good night. His was better than mine though...I remembered for him!
The night started off out to dinner with a bunch of people who graduated with drinks, insane stories I never wanted to hear about his Freshman year, and more drinks. After that we went to a house party where rugby "initiation" was occurring (he played rugby at school...which is why we were there). This basically consisted of kids throwing up in the living room, peeing their pants, or passing out on the lawn...needless to say I made him take me back to school after about 5 minutes. Luckily for us we left since cops showed up to bust the party after an astray player managed to roam the streets alone, pee on a cruiser, and be tasered down after an attempted/successful assault of an officer....lovely. Dear Rugby team, think twice about initiation next year...now that you've finished cleaning bodily fluids off your carpet and bailed everyone out of jail.
After that horrific scene, we went to another house on campus and had a good time, again, C more than me since I maintained my sobriety for practically the whole night (not exactly by choice but by the time I wanted a drink I checked our once overflowing backpack which was now empty compliments of the boy.
I looked at him and go "we have no more beer, or vodka, we should leave."
He looks around the kitchen, finds an unattended backpack, opens it and pulls out a budlight. He then replies with "here Baby, I even sprung for the bottle! You can thank me later..."
Haha! Or I can just thank the kid who it belonged to.
Alumni....
I'm hoping to have more stories later, but since I have matches Friday, Saturday, and Sunday this weekend I'm thinking you will have to wait until next weekend.
That's all for now.
xoxo,
K
