keys to the ivy league

it is saturday.
both of my exams are complete.
i survived.

BUT LAST NIGHT WAS FUCKING AMAZING.
so there's this thing the night before exams start where all the students scream and streak around the yard at midnight in the freezing cold. it's amazing. the band plays and everything.
i wasn't going to participate; i was just going to wear a bathing suit bottom and a bra and pass out drinks.
so we go outside, it's like "feels like" nine degrees weather and windy as fuck.
i run out of energy drinks in like 5 minutes.
then, i see some of my male friends stripping and jumping into the fray.
i was just like, "i'm doing it."
so yeah. stripped. ran around the yard.
i feel totally accomplished.
i'm like reborn.
a new woman.

it was warm, until the alcohol effect started to wear off.
(did i mention we pregamed? that's why the cold wasn't so troublesome.)
i don't think i've ever experienced that cold of weather ever, let alone NAKED.

it's so odd when random people and tourists take pictures of you though.
and one of my friends said he saw me running. SO AWKWARD.

BUT COMPLETELY WORTH IT!<3

so when it was all said and done, i came back to my room, still intoxicated.
it's 1:30 am. i had an exam at 9 am.
i had ONE MORE LECTURE to watch.
so i watched it.
while intoxicated.

so i go to take my exam this morning, feeling oh so unprepared.
it had two essays on it.
one of them was the lecture i watched while i was intoxicated.
well i ROCKED that essay. i remembered the lecture word for word.
it was absolutely insane. unreal.
pregaming studying makes you remember shit? i'd think it would be the opposite.
psych study anyone? i'll be your participant. =]


heyhey, guess what?

MLIA. fuckyeah.