i gotta say i have been a complete and total waste of space the past day and a half. i'm currently sitting in my office clearly writing this instead of reading about statistics. tomorrow i am going ot have to be really intense about reading or else i'll fall behind. grad school is SO EXTREME! anyways Friday night was truly the definition of GOOD times. my housemates threw a party and so a few of my peeps came over and we partied in my basement and played some drinking game called "get on the bus" or "ride the bus" or something. clearly it was a good game since i can't actually remember the title nor how to play it. anyways between like 7 of us we finished off a handle and a bunch of beers and a case of smirnoff ice. we are lushes. we were also a majority of the latino caucus of umich which probably explains the lush factor. Anyways here are some photos of that good night. it was so good that people styaed until 4 am and then we went to fernandos house for left over pizza and then i didn't go to bed until like 5:30. The next day josh woke me up and 9 becuase i had promised him we'd go to the mall to give him a make over. i was so tired and hung over i just kept yelling "why???!" and "wretched!!!" we came back to he and ozan's apartment around noon and watched when harry met sally and i passed out on their couch for an hour while they cleaned their apartment. then josh came to my house and i made him watch survivor. he peaced out and i fell asleep watching a celebrity fit club marathon. then i went to some house party down the street for higher ed where i was promised some dinner by ozan. turned out dinner meant bagle bites and pizza minis and twinkies. nice, very nice. ozan and i tried to rally and headed out to pj's to meet up with some peeps and i decided i wasnt' going to drink that night so that i coudl function on sunday. well by not drinking i meant i'd only have 2 drinks, which is almost like not drinking. turns out ann arbor by night when sober is kind of boring. but we ended the night on a high note as we danced to this 20 minute jam rendition of "i'm every woman" and all kinds of white ladies where doing crazy dance moves that i cannot put into words. and now here i am....learning stats. it's like "hi, i'm in delaware."
the night started out with the obligatory fernando posing like a cholo picture. next to him is Adam, our new friend/pot dealer. very exciting for everyone.
here is my one azian friend Hugo! he's cool and all about political action and i think he's thai but i like to pretend that he's filipino because his name is hugo and that sounds latin. and then there is kristine, my nica (short for nicaraguense) friend from women's studies. she's ghetto but cool
note my new red couch. eeemagine. i don't remember what incited the arm raising but it must have been very exciting. it's also nice to see that hwen it comes to that elusive red cup, it crosses all age gaps.
this is the quintessential ozan dance move. there is a lot of fist pumping, a lot of jumping, and a lot tight eye shutting. he gets really into it. also note the missing paint on my walls from the water damage. i think the white part kind of looks like jesus with a dove above his head but it could just be the catholic in me.
me and fernando. i had to make him swear he would not do a cholo pose. on the other hand i am clearly drunk.
here is me an dmy new gay boyfriend daveed. he's cuban and from wisconsin and has a fiance back home and he's generally kind of ridiculous and loud and i taught him the meaning of faching so i think we get alog well
this was a crazy hawaiin chick named rika who was trying to give david a lap dance. she was pretty smashed and proceeded to give said lap dance to every guy in the room.
sexy
and thus the weekend has come to an end. le sigh indeed.
here is my one azian friend Hugo! he's cool and all about political action and i think he's thai but i like to pretend that he's filipino because his name is hugo and that sounds latin. and then there is kristine, my nica (short for nicaraguense) friend from women's studies. she's ghetto but cool 
note my new red couch. eeemagine. i don't remember what incited the arm raising but it must have been very exciting. it's also nice to see that hwen it comes to that elusive red cup, it crosses all age gaps. 
this is the quintessential ozan dance move. there is a lot of fist pumping, a lot of jumping, and a lot tight eye shutting. he gets really into it. also note the missing paint on my walls from the water damage. i think the white part kind of looks like jesus with a dove above his head but it could just be the catholic in me. 
me and fernando. i had to make him swear he would not do a cholo pose. on the other hand i am clearly drunk. 
here is me an dmy new gay boyfriend daveed. he's cuban and from wisconsin and has a fiance back home and he's generally kind of ridiculous and loud and i taught him the meaning of faching so i think we get alog well
this was a crazy hawaiin chick named rika who was trying to give david a lap dance. she was pretty smashed and proceeded to give said lap dance to every guy in the room. 
sexy
and thus the weekend has come to an end. le sigh indeed.
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Ok, Im kind of getting a sense of your peeps, and I kind of 1-800 LOVE fernando...he's really cute! the cuban seems v. weird, but i see how you could grow to love him. the ozan fellow looks like he's v. spacey, but still fun... bobby and i did a v. gay bbq on sunday in the castro, we should discuss...we were fondled oh so many times. but, i just wanted to confirm my comment from last time about fernando, which you agreed with me on: i'd hit it.
-Ivan
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