Walk of Shame

I went to Duke's last night with 9H, which turned out to be quite fun. A lot of the first years can't hold their alcohol too well (not that I should be talking), so it was quite amusing. I only bought one, but I ended up finishing off Craig's, and then Caileigh and I finished Lana's beer and the rest of Caileigh's cooler, so I was a bit buzzed by the time we got everyone back to Lister.

Then Caileigh brought out her alcohol, so we drank some more while listeing/ singing along to Ben's country music. And I taught people how to do the Cadillac Ranch. Oh yeah, passing on the hick dances lol. Being as it was decided I was too drunk to walk home, I took up residence in Tom's roommate's bed (who wasn't at home) and promptly passed out. As pathetic as it is, I haven't slept that deeply in a long time.

And then this morning was the Walk of Shame. Well, sort of. It wasn't really, being as I didn't sleep with anyone, but random people on the street don't know that. Fun times.