An Ending to the Beginning
So it is time, time to leave our first year of college. Everyone is packing, finding lost pieces of clothing, taking finals, and trying to have as much fun as they can before they go back home to a life they once knew. It has been a great year, filled with memories (some good, some bad) and a ton of fun. In this entry, and because I've gotten just a little bit of flack from the last post, I just want to post some of my more memorable moments of college with all of you. As a disclaimer, these are how I remember these things happening. If something is wrong or I just left out some critical piece of information, please post a comment and I'll update the story. Also, if anything is offensive I apologize now, let me know, I'll get rid of it. With that in mind, here's 2004-2005 in a nut shell.
My first great memory just happens to involve alcohol. What a surprise.............. Anyways, I remember one night in the big Dohizzle, we had all been drinking and we all decided to go out into the hall. It was there in front of probably a good 15 people, some strangers, some friends, that I gave the infamous masturbation talk about anything and everything that a person would want to know about masturbation. Not one of my finest moments, but oh so funny. Of course, everyone told me about it later and how big of an ass I was. Needless to say, I didn't venture out into the hall for awhile.
The second memory would be the invention of "no card." If you don't know what this means, you're missing out. Basically it has the same rules as shotgun except involving a one card. Whoever calls "no card" last, loses, and therefore has to open the door for everyone else. Battles would get vicious and calling it even five minutes before even seeing the door became the norm. To Ryan, who dubbed the phrase, thank you.
Speaking of Ryan, we all remember when he was getting with someone who will remain unnamed. For the brief few weeks he actually got somewhere farther than kissing his own mom was nice to see. Although it never went anywhere, I always wondered what kind of blue balls the guy had. He claims he doesn't jerk, but now that I'm out of the room, all that free time must be getting to his head. Anyways, he was getting with this girl, then it stopped. Not really a memory persay, but more of something to think about in the future. I really pity the woman that marries him. She'll never have to please him because he'll never want any unless he's trying to make something else than love. Haha......
While we are on the subject of friends, I guess I'll go down the list of friends. Next we will do Danny. I don't really remember how I met Danny exactly, but I do remember us writing the best song in the world "Guitar Whore." It was a masterpiece. With the help of others, Danny and myself wrote this ode if you will for all the guys out there that play guitar to get with girls. This is especially apparent at open mic night. We drew such a big crowd from our dorm and some of the otheres. The crowd was dying and we we're living it up. Of course, after we finished, everyone left, like a mass exodus. I'll always remember all the online convos where Danny would say "I'm going to take a shower" "Can I come?" "Of course." Or all the times Danny would say while drunk in Morgan's room "Dude, that girl is so into you, just keep talking to her and she'll be sucking your balls in no time." Wow, that's about all I have to say.
Next we move on to the infamous Morgan. Although we've had our bouts, which haven't always been the best, having a room to party in has been the best. Morgan was always generous enough to share his room and fake id so we could buy booze. All the kings games..............wow, so much beer. I remember when he broke not only the fire extinguisher, but the cieling as well. Although I will give him credit for the first person to get me to try weed, then smoke it in a car that wasnt' mine down one of the neighborhood streets. Once again, wow. Overall a great party guy.
Looking down the list we come to Clint. Yes, like Clint Eastwood, cliterous, cunt, etc. Probably the best guy I know at making up names for teams and/or other various things. The guy had a laugh that was so weird, yet so contagious that I'd be on the ground laughing. And what a backdoor reverse layup. Undoubtibly one of the coolest shots that we played against. Although he never really drank regularly (not to say I did either), man when he got drunk, he was all over the place. Anyone that has seen him drunk would know what I'm talking about. The final thing that I will always remember is his hot sister. I mean, come on guys, she was hot. Clint you have to admit it, she is really hot, we all want to do here, get over it.
Lastly, we come to Steve. Sometimes it's sometimes hard to tell whether he is actually kidding or not, because the tone is mellow, for lack of a better word. Best movie quoter of all time. Although it sucks when I don't get 99% of the references, it's still cool to think that there was a movie that was made that connects somehow to the conversation in some random ass way. Now, was it vodka or rum that was the devil's drink? Maybe Ms. Bald would know.........ok, that was a little low, but still pretty damn funny. Lastly, the hat. It never came off. Everywhere (besides bball) there it was. Hopefully next year there will be a new one.
For anyone that I didn't mention, please take no offense. These are the guys that I've hung out with since the beginning of the year. There will be three more posts like this so don't worry if you didn't make the list the first time. There are so many other memories that I could put down, but that'd take up a lot and I'm sure no one would like to read them. But yes, freshman year has come to a close. 1/4 of the best times of our lives is gone and I really don't know where it went. Now for a summer full of work and family. Although I'm not complaining, it's going to be quick. Before I know it, I'll be back in Cali ready to take on the challenge of RA and OChem. So, until next time, everyone have a good, safe summer. Be safe, wear a hat to the party. Ciao.
My first great memory just happens to involve alcohol. What a surprise.............. Anyways, I remember one night in the big Dohizzle, we had all been drinking and we all decided to go out into the hall. It was there in front of probably a good 15 people, some strangers, some friends, that I gave the infamous masturbation talk about anything and everything that a person would want to know about masturbation. Not one of my finest moments, but oh so funny. Of course, everyone told me about it later and how big of an ass I was. Needless to say, I didn't venture out into the hall for awhile.
The second memory would be the invention of "no card." If you don't know what this means, you're missing out. Basically it has the same rules as shotgun except involving a one card. Whoever calls "no card" last, loses, and therefore has to open the door for everyone else. Battles would get vicious and calling it even five minutes before even seeing the door became the norm. To Ryan, who dubbed the phrase, thank you.
Speaking of Ryan, we all remember when he was getting with someone who will remain unnamed. For the brief few weeks he actually got somewhere farther than kissing his own mom was nice to see. Although it never went anywhere, I always wondered what kind of blue balls the guy had. He claims he doesn't jerk, but now that I'm out of the room, all that free time must be getting to his head. Anyways, he was getting with this girl, then it stopped. Not really a memory persay, but more of something to think about in the future. I really pity the woman that marries him. She'll never have to please him because he'll never want any unless he's trying to make something else than love. Haha......
While we are on the subject of friends, I guess I'll go down the list of friends. Next we will do Danny. I don't really remember how I met Danny exactly, but I do remember us writing the best song in the world "Guitar Whore." It was a masterpiece. With the help of others, Danny and myself wrote this ode if you will for all the guys out there that play guitar to get with girls. This is especially apparent at open mic night. We drew such a big crowd from our dorm and some of the otheres. The crowd was dying and we we're living it up. Of course, after we finished, everyone left, like a mass exodus. I'll always remember all the online convos where Danny would say "I'm going to take a shower" "Can I come?" "Of course." Or all the times Danny would say while drunk in Morgan's room "Dude, that girl is so into you, just keep talking to her and she'll be sucking your balls in no time." Wow, that's about all I have to say.
Next we move on to the infamous Morgan. Although we've had our bouts, which haven't always been the best, having a room to party in has been the best. Morgan was always generous enough to share his room and fake id so we could buy booze. All the kings games..............wow, so much beer. I remember when he broke not only the fire extinguisher, but the cieling as well. Although I will give him credit for the first person to get me to try weed, then smoke it in a car that wasnt' mine down one of the neighborhood streets. Once again, wow. Overall a great party guy.
Looking down the list we come to Clint. Yes, like Clint Eastwood, cliterous, cunt, etc. Probably the best guy I know at making up names for teams and/or other various things. The guy had a laugh that was so weird, yet so contagious that I'd be on the ground laughing. And what a backdoor reverse layup. Undoubtibly one of the coolest shots that we played against. Although he never really drank regularly (not to say I did either), man when he got drunk, he was all over the place. Anyone that has seen him drunk would know what I'm talking about. The final thing that I will always remember is his hot sister. I mean, come on guys, she was hot. Clint you have to admit it, she is really hot, we all want to do here, get over it.
Lastly, we come to Steve. Sometimes it's sometimes hard to tell whether he is actually kidding or not, because the tone is mellow, for lack of a better word. Best movie quoter of all time. Although it sucks when I don't get 99% of the references, it's still cool to think that there was a movie that was made that connects somehow to the conversation in some random ass way. Now, was it vodka or rum that was the devil's drink? Maybe Ms. Bald would know.........ok, that was a little low, but still pretty damn funny. Lastly, the hat. It never came off. Everywhere (besides bball) there it was. Hopefully next year there will be a new one.
For anyone that I didn't mention, please take no offense. These are the guys that I've hung out with since the beginning of the year. There will be three more posts like this so don't worry if you didn't make the list the first time. There are so many other memories that I could put down, but that'd take up a lot and I'm sure no one would like to read them. But yes, freshman year has come to a close. 1/4 of the best times of our lives is gone and I really don't know where it went. Now for a summer full of work and family. Although I'm not complaining, it's going to be quick. Before I know it, I'll be back in Cali ready to take on the challenge of RA and OChem. So, until next time, everyone have a good, safe summer. Be safe, wear a hat to the party. Ciao.
posted by Joe at 10:34 PM
3 Comments:
my memory of joe hmmm...hmmm...i've got to say that joe getting me to drink a retarded amount of alcohol on my birthday was the first memory...or lack of one that pops into my mind. I remember already being really drunk, looking at a large cup of straight hard stuff and saying no way in hell am I gonna drink that. But of course, Joe called me a pussy so it was my duty as a man and a citizen of earth to finish that cup. Good times joe, have fun this summer.
I hate you Joe DiVitis!
But god damn it do I respect you.
(I hope you caught that reference, it was an easy one.)
But seriously, I hope you get ass-raped in whelan next year and spend your nights waking up for fire alarms at 4am.
(Am I kidding? You can't tell cuz the tone was so mellow.)
Anyway I guess you'll just have to mull over it or the next 4 months.
Later, man.
go sox.
well i am glad you had nice things to say about me although i probably didn't deserve them. it was great to get to know ya joe and it was really cool to see me on there. :-( i'm gonna be back at lmu for keeps maybe spring semester or start of junior year because of that "great party guy" attitude. i need to get my shit together, but enough about me. i always gave you a hard time because i liked you as contradictory as that sounds. i know a lot of the times it pissed you off, but i meant it all with no bad feelings towards ya. good luck bashing skulls this year and you better be there whenever i come down for a weekend this fall.
seacrest out!
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