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Valentine's day sucks. Even people with a significant other will agree to that. It's just a over commercialized celebration of a saint buried in Ireland, and really we have a much better celebration of a much better saint from Ireland only one month later, so except for the excuse for lots of chocolate comsumption, Valentine's day is worthless. With this in mind, a few hallmates and I decided to turn the celebration into the true Irish fashion that every holiday should be in...a drunken haze. The day started early, at 3 pm actually, with a bowl of Sex on the Beach and another bowl of Pink Panty Pulldowns...now, I realize these just sound like fluffy chick drinks, but this is breakfast remember, you've gotta start slow. For the most part, it was Jennie, Kerry, Crystal, and me chilling and drinking, blasting insane ghetto music and catching up on gossip, though there were a few extras joining in as the day progressed. |
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