So on the 20th it was my friend Leila's 21st birthday. She decided to invite a bunch of friends out to the local bar Tuesday at midnight.
I think this was the drink that actually messed me up. It was a cup of death, which is why I was trying to convince Leila to try some. I ended up chugging the rest of it because I got peer pressured. Never give into peer pressure!
If you're wondering what song we sang, we sang "Back That Ass Up." No joke, the words were going way too fast and my vision was way too blurred. I think I was just spewing gibberish at one point. But honestly, if you could read the words at that point then you obviously didn't drink enough, just sayin'.
Probably drank too much, too fast. Didn't even remember having that picture taken. Woke up with a mild hangover on a Wednesday. Went to one class, decided to bail on the rest and went back to sleep the day away. Most unproductive day ever.
Went home this weekend. Didn't win the cook-off. Sadly, I don't even think I got close. Tim's Korean barbecue was too good, Margaret's triangle puffs were really good, and Cindy's pulled pork had too much barbecue sauce. Speaking of Cindy or things related to Cindy, I'm really excited to go down to San Diego this upcoming month for sungod. Hopefully more of my LA friends decide to go down so we can all just carpool together or something. Either way, it's going to be a blast. While I'm there, I plan on killing the Broken Yolk challenge. Yes, killing. Not even attempting it, because I'm going to kill it.
I think that's about it. Till May 4th!
-Wilson
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