College Life
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Well what is there to say about college life! It is crazy it what it is. From the clasic college movie PCU I quote,"Class nothing before 11am beer its your best friend you drink a lot of it. If you don't have a car some one in your hall will find them and make friends with them on your first day. Women if you are a freshmen are out of the question." I belive in all of these exceot for the last one even when you are a freshman women are abundant, if they are not into freshman guys lie and say you are a junior it always works!!!!!
Well anyway it is comming to the end of another semester of wasting my parents money and spending evey dime I had on beer. I have to say that having your own apartment helps a lot in many ways. When you have a party instead of trying to get a girl to come home with you, you just have to get them to stay! it works for me.
Well I have been asking people from different schools to tell me about the aprty sceen there and I have gotten one from UCLA it is deffiently interesting here it is.
:I'd like to tell you
about that party, but I've been thinking about it and if you want to hear
about a good weekend out here, that would be I.S.V.T. weekend.
I.S.V.T. stands for Inner Sorority Vollyball Tournament, and it is
by far my favorite school wide event that occures at UCLA. Basically all
the soroities from up and down the coast- UCLA, USC, CAL, UCSB, SDSU, UCI,
Stanford, ect. compete in a huge beach vollyball tournament played on
Santa Monica Beach. Each sorority enters an "A" team (example: UCLA Kappa
"A" team) which competes to win the tournament- and nobody gives a shit.
What rules though is that each soroity can enter as many teams as
it likes- a "B" team, a "C" team, ect., and these teams are there just to
wear their cute little matching team bikini's and drink themselves to
oblivian. My second year I was assistant coach to the UCSB Delta Gamma
"G" team- where my roommate and I basically let ten girls crash in my
appartment and then for the first game (at 8 in the morning) we showed up
with a bottle of Jack Daniel's and proceded to get all the girls
shitfaced. And the girls fire up for this and show up in heards- and
drink themselves retarded.
Maybe now, since you have a mental background as to what the
weekend consists of, I should tell you how it usually goes. Friday night
Westwood becomes taken over by parties, as everybodies friends that went
to other schools along the coast come into town for the tournament. There
are parties all over the village, and all the bars are packed all night.
This ofcourse proves to be a little distracting to those of us who would
like to use this time to study, and somehow we always seem to be "forced"
to stay out until 3:30 in the morning.
Despite the mandatory lack of sleep, no one ever has trouble
waking up early Saturday morning. Myself, I'm usually up between 8:30 and
9am. And once you're up, you can't go back to sleep, simply due to the
massive ammounts of anxiety flowing through you're body. The whole
feeling reminds many of waking up early Christmas morning as a kid- you're
so excited about it being ISVT that there's no way you're going back to
bed. So I usually dust myself off, grab a couple of beers, take a shower
and go to my ride.
For the last three years my friends and I have always had a keg on
the way to the beach (only about a fifteen minute drive). We then show up
to the beach, park in the parking lot, and procede to start drinking.
This year we dusted two kegs by twelve o'clock- which
rules, because it's nice and sunny and a great festive atmosphere.
By around this time you throw a twelver in your back pack, make a
mean cocktail with a coke bottle and something strong, and head to the
beach. Once you hit the beach, you can't believe you're eyes. There are
literally thousands of college students- mostly girls, drunk as all hell
on the beach. Vollyball takes a major back seat, as people are passing
out everywhere, there's a bar on the beach, MTV has a dance floor, ect.
ect.. Half the "A" teams loose their first game and immediately start
drinking, so the vollyball tournament never really takes off- like any one
gives a shit to begin with. Another great aspect is when ever you want to
hook-up with a girl, you guys just go in the water and start playing
"show and tell"- and the girls by this point don't give a shit. One thing
I've forgotten to mention so far is how fucking fun it is to sit back with
your friends and watch wasted soroity girls in bikini's trying to play
vollyball- it's pretty damn entertaining.
This wretched mess continues until most people need to go back and
pass out around 5 or 6. Getting home always proves to be interesting, but
people seem to make it. Next everyone usually takes a power nap, and then
gets up at night to fuck shit up. Every house has a party, and to do a
lot of appartments, and everybody is just fired to party hard since
they've either been 1) drunk all day, and there's no sobering up, or
2)been sober all day watching everybody be drunk, and have no more
responsibilities. So Saturday night rages like no tommorrow- which is
nice.
So if you wanted to hear about a party a UCLA, I have to tell you
that ISVT has to be my favorite event. Myself, along with a majority of
my friends, say they'd rather have ISVT than the Fourth of July- it's
seriously that much more fun. The best year had to be in 1996, when is
just so worked out that ISVT was played on 4/20.... it got REALLY ugly.
Now let me hear about shit that goes on over there (where ever the hell
you go to school), and some of your favorite parties.
Brian Bent
P.S. Just so you know not everything is great, this year's most tragic
ISVT accident occured to me. When I fell asleep to take that "power nap",
I mis-set my alarm, and slept all the way through until 1:20 that night.
Undaunted though, I woke up, let out an immpressive string of profanities,
poured myself the meanest cocktail I could stomach, and went down stairs
and resumed partying for several more hours. Anything less would be
uncivilized.
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This page will include
- my photo gallery
- my drink recipies
- and of course stories of college life
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