Freshman Year

alot of my friends and I like to get together and talk about the good ole' days (all 2 years ago) yes ladies and gentlemen: freshman year.
usually this conversation takes place late at night, after a cocktail or two has been consumed. and sometimes ends in tears.
Because we miss being slackers who woke @ 2 and slept at 6 and did NOTHING but party and drink for a whole year or so.
I'm tearing up just thinking about it.
anyways, the following is a humuroous facebook wall conversation between myself and Bunny (we have the funniest convos) - probably while we were supposed to be doing work.




Grace Hopson wroteat 3:06am on June 25th, 2007
I miss sitting around in the Commons...*sigh* I'm such a loser for missing freshman year! I was so much less cynical!

Ashley Samantha Bender wroteat 3:21am on June 25th, 2007
man i looooved sitting in the commons from 1 to 8. lol.typical freshman day:

10:23a.m. wake up. realized you miss your 8-10 a.m. classes. calculate time it'll take to make it to your 11 o'clock including shower & hair.
10:25 a.m. - realize it'll take about an hour to get ready & figure what's the point? go back to sleep
11:00 a.m. - wake up to get ready for hop contest
12:47 p.m. - arrive @ hop contest about a half hour late. go to lunch (skipping one o'clock class)3:15 p.m. - leave commons for nap
3:23 p.m. - get distracted by poolhall
4:46 p.m. - finally go nap
6:23 P.M.- wake up & go to dinner
8:32 p.m. - get kicked out of commons. turn what should be a 3 minute walk into a 45 minute adventure. somehow start feud with some boys from bond hall.
9:16 p.m. - make it back to dorm. start getting ready for club
10:45 p.m. - arrive @ club.
12:26 a.m. - make it into club after almost 2 hour wait (RIP Hi-HAT)
2:12 a.m. - finally make it out of club. chat up visiting frat boys

Ashley Samantha Bender wroteat 3:24am on June 25th, 2007
*message got truncated*
3:16 a.m. - arrive @ taco bell/guthrie's/sonics.
3:47 a.m - get food. turn what should be a 2 minute drive into 30 minute adventure
4:15 a.m. - arrive back on campus. search for parking spot commences
4:27 a.m - park @ bond. begin 15 minute hike to dorm.
4:45 a.m. - arrive back @ dorm (got into minor scuffle with feuding boys from bond)
5:24 a.m. - still chatting about club. begin to "de club"
6:02 a.m. - get into bed. cry a little @ throbbing feet (stiletto. pumps. in. the club.)
6:17 a.m. - finally fall asleep*do the whole thing over the next day*

Grace Hopson wroteat 3:24am on June 25th, 2007

THAT WAS IT EXACTLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Remember this? "I missed my class...I'll just say I was sick."

Ashley Samantha Bender wroteat 3:30am on June 25th, 2007

LMAO.*typical day AFTER freshman year*
5:12 a.m. - wake up. even though you don't have class til 10. work on project (due @ 10)
9:00 a.m. - rush out of door with hair kinda' in a ponytail. Vicky Secret PINK sweats. Whatever kinda' shirt. no makeup. people will think you're aiming for some sort of "Paparazzi Chic" look. you're not. you just didn't do laundry (no time)
9:24 a.m. - purchase Rockstar from campus convenience store.
9:26 a.m. - run into crush while looking a mess
9:29 a.m. - cry. phone a friend for reassurance
10:00 a.m. - fail exam that you studied all night for (get 100 on project)
10:23 a.m. - get food from a lesser, more uncool commons. remember the "good ole days"
11:00 a.m. - skip class to study for 1 o'clock test
1:00 p.m. - traipse happy ass across the hub, forgetting completely about hop contest
1:02 p.m. - stare with unveiled hatred towards freshmen who look cute & just rolled out of bed an hour or so ago


Ashley Samantha Bender wroteat 3:34am on June 25th, 2007
1:12 p.m. - fail one o'clock test (ten points removed for being late)
1:47 pm. - crawl into bed, foresaking the rest of the day. skip rest of the days classes3:00 p.m. - email teachers begging forgiveness. work on another project
4:32 p.m. - cry a little more. call mom for reassurance.
4:36 p.m. - receive phone calls/ text messages about how you cried earlier (and confided into "friend" about)
5:00 p.m. - stare hatefully @ facebook pictures of freshmen who are having fun. go get to go box for nourishment
6:00 p.m - do work
9:47 p.m - realizes "Party of the Year" is tonight. cry a little more.
11:15 p.m. - wish you'd gone out12:00 a.m. - ante up for long night ahead. send angry texts to friends fortunate enough to go out.

Grace Hopson wroteat 3:35am on June 25th, 2007

One thing though...my life isn't qute THAT bitter now. Only sometimes.

Ashley Samantha Bender wroteat 3:42am on June 25th, 2007

sigh. girl CRAZY!

Grace Hopson wroteat 3:44am on June 25th, 2007

*sigh* Yeah. We are.

Thanks!

Thanks!
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Ok I hate it when people get on some emotional high (especially anger) and write a big long facebook note that LOOKS ALOT LIKE MOTHERFUCKIN' THIS BITCH ASS FUCK U HATERZZZZ!!! Cause not only are you venting, you're emoting to the whole free world, facebook, and China. Really. It's tacky. Stop.The purpose of this note is just to simply say thank you for being a friend, you know who you are (and what's more important, you know who you aren't...but as that's too close to the FACEBOOK NOTES THAT LOooK LIKE DIS, I digress) even if I don't tag you.Thank you for not simply holding the title "friend" but acting on it when needed. Thank you thank you thank you, a million times over. Your worth is far more than I could ever put into words.- ♥ Ash

Don't let this happen to you!

So recently I lost the Rzr I'd had for exactly a year.
It died on me.
Just up and died.
I was inconsolable. Not only did I lose my ringtones (carefully accumulated over the entire year) I lost all my phone numbers! and the following embarassing note posted on facebook ensued
(hey and if i still don't have your number, be a pal and send it to me k?)


Sigh.
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i used to point and snicker @ people who did this.this is all that negative karma coming back to bite me in the ass.i need y'alls numbers.my stupid phone finally died & took all the ringtones i'd acquired over a whole year with it.Oh and yeah. my address book too.there.

MEAN!

So lately my friend Bunny and I have been talking about what complete bitches we are. We have done nothing to remedy this situation.
The following proves what silly girls we are.



Grace Hopson
11:31pm July 22nd
What a lovely picture.

*picture edited out to save integrity of people who were in it*


Ashley Samantha Bender
11:34pm July 22nd
STOP.


Grace Hopson
11:35pm July 22nd
But it's a bad pic. I wanted to point it out.


Ashley Samantha Bender
11:36pm July 22nd
yeah. it's not all that flattering.


Ashley Samantha Bender
11:36pm July 22nd
champagne!


Grace Hopson
12:55am July 23rd
Does *name editedo out so no one will kill us* like...really seriously think he's model -attractive now?


Ashley Samantha Bender
4:02pm July 23rd
*now?* he ALWAYS has lol


Grace Hopson
5:26pm July 23rd
Oh...lol I look at him and can barely contain my laughter.

Harrumph.

......I just bit a little hole in my jaw while attacking a skittle because I am so pissed about those shoes.

Shoes!

Ok. So maybe makeup isn't my only obsession.
I have a shoe obsession too.
I got my new ones in the mail last week - a pair of Franco Sarto's and some BCBGirl Pumps.
The Franco Sarto's are cream with brown embellishments and a teensy tiny little wedged heel. It's almost a ballerina flat.
The BCBG's are black patent leather pumps, just because I needed a pair of good pumps. The $16.99 ones from 5-7-9 just weren't cutting it anymore (you can only color a heel in with a sharpie so many times).
Anyways I'm excited. Shoes make the world go round non?

http://www.piperlime.com/browse/productImages.do <--- The Franco Sarto's.
I am upset now because when I visited the website the price has gone down to $35.
I paid $50 for them wtf? pffft.

http://www.piperlime.com/browse/productImages.do <---- The BCBG's.
I am even MORE pissed now because those cost like $30 now and I paid $50 for them.
Ok I'm never buying anything from piperlame again.

Paris is Burning

I hate Paris Hilton.

I hate everything she stands for, I hate everything she's become, and I hate everything she encourages. Five years or so when she first blew up on the media scene I thought she was ADORABLE!
"Oh! A glamour girl/heiress! Cute!" And then I realized that America has created a Prada bag totin' monster.
I was so over her come 2004.

Now, I can't read my news online, or watch my news on t.v. because EVERYONE is covering Paris Hilton.
She went to jail. BIG EFFING DEAL! I'm glad she did but whatevs.
Not that I'm a hater by any means, I give props where they are due -- but has Paris Hilton warranted any special regard?
She's not a particularly talented artist of any kind. Fashion plate? Not at all, she is so classless it is not even funny. And why is she everyone's epitome of all that is glam? Everytime I show up somewhere with a pair of heels & a skirt on people go "Ooooh Paris Hilton!"
NO! NO! NO! NO! Please do not ever say that to me. Ever.

IMHO that girl is the trashiest thing on the media today -- Courtney Love is class in comparison.

The girl flashes her vajayjay left and right for goodness sakes!

So people. Let's stop encouraging the madness. Let Paris GO.
Even when she's in jail I can't get away from her.
=(