A Long Time Coming

Well, my friends it was bound to happen at some point or another, and I'm sad to say that this day has come. I was left behind.... at a party. No to most this might not seem like such a hassle or big deal, but it turned out to be for me. Now, we all know that when we go out we like to have a "good time" and i can assure you that i was having a good time, probably one of the best times I've had since coming to the U of A, but what was awesome turned to bad really fast. Now, this past weekend I wasn't what people would call completely wasted, but I, by all means, was not all there and coherent of my actions. It was about 1:30am and it was time to leave and go back home, but when I was looking for my friends, they were no where to be found, and I was alone. Yes a very depressing sight and time. So in my intoxicated and feel good state, I decided that the best thing for me was going to be walking home, and boy was I wrong. I made it about three-quarters of the way back to my place, and at this point I felt lost and didn't know where I was, so I sat on a knee high wall, to think for a while. Low and behold about 10 mins. later, two cops in their cruiser pull up to me and all that is going through my mind is "AW SHIT" but I guess I kept my composure. I remember that the officer asked me for my license, so he could know who I was, and i politely handed it to him. He then asked if I had anything in my back pack, and I said no just some clothes, to which he asked to see and I showed him just some clothes. He then continued to ask me questions of how much I had to drink, and I know that when you are honest it works better in your favor; so I told the officer I had about 8-10 shots of fireball within about 3 hours, to which I said was not the best idea I have ever had. At this point the officer chuckled a bit, and at this point I knew he was more concerned for my safety than issuing me a ticket. After a few more questions, he asked me to hop in his cruiser, and he would take me back to my dorm. When we arrived at my dorm, he asked me to open the door, and me having rode in a police cruiser before (No I have not been arrested. Family friend is a cop back home) I laughed and said you're funny, and you know that's not possible. Yes I admit I was being dumb, but I also made him laugh again when he said good job. So on the way up to my dorm, I asked him if I was in trouble, to which he said we are not issuing you a ticket or citation for MIP, but this is a warning to make better choices next time. I was polite and said thank you officer, and I am sorry for being a nuisance to his night. He then assured me that it was okay, and he just wanted to make sure I was safe. I entered my room and that was that. I think my room mate and his gal pal were having sex, but who cares. That's what they get for leaving me behind. There were many more things that also came of this night, but look for my first Vlog in my next post, explaining what I found out the next morning!! Well until next time my friends, Stay Frosty! -JB

The Ultimate Party Foul

We all know that one person who is the party foul, the guy who drinks the last bit of jungle juice at the party and everyone is just like "Really Bro"! Well my situation isn't as simple as just ruining everyones night of drinking, they will get over that. No, What happened to me was just down right embarrassing for both parties. If you've been reading my blog till now you'll know that my room has had on going troubles with his ex-girlfriend. Well to give an update they are now back together and better than ever, which leads to todays main topic. I told my mate I was going to be gone for about a half hour and I would be back, and if he needs anything let me know! As I left they said they were going to go get some lunch, but my interpretation of "Lunch" was way different from that of theirs! I came back, headphones in, sunglasses on, with a backpack full of goods, open the door and BAM!! Low and behold my room mate and his girlfriend are having sex... now my room mate and I have the agreement to just let the other person know so that Things like this DONT HAPPEN!!! Fail on your part! Back to the story, I open the door, bam, and all Is "Go Away" from his naked girlfriend on top of him, and I just close the door and and walk away. The only reason I am upset is because I can understand how traumatizing this could be, and I feel bad for all of us. Well let bygones be bygones, and we will live on. Tomorrow I will bring more information, as this semester is only getting better. Until next time my friends, Stay Frosty. -JB