So Wednesday night calls for Karaoke in the legendary town of Bowling Green, Ohio. Just thinking of it brings a tear to my eye and a tickle in my throat. Karaoke is my new passion. Unfortunately the only way I will sing is if I have just competed in a Case race. I just have so many new things to tell you that I don't even know where to begin. Let us start with my new heart throb, James Marsden. I would have a nick name for him. It wouldn't be Jim. Well after seeing him in Enchanted I just thought he was the cutest little thing and then BAM he shows up in 27 Dresses, one of my fave movies. So when he sings Benny and the Jets it makes me want to get up on the bar and dance and sing all the wrong words. Which we pretty much did. Sarah insisted that we sing it. I will sy that the ending ba ba ba ba Benny and the jet's was hard to master, the whole song went better than the one Natalie asked me to sing with her......
Thursday, February 21
Sunday, February 17
The fight, the shower, the hero, and the fire alarm.
This is a story that is told better in person, but its still good even if you just read it.
I'll start my story on the night of March 1st 2007. It started out as a good night. Me and BG were beer pong partners and we weren't doing very well, but the effects of losing almost all of our games was kicking in which is the point, isn't it? 
As the night went on I continued to get extremely intoxicated which was something I didn't normally do. (wink) Well I begun yelling at Mike for being such an ass to Ashley because I was the one that always had to hear about it. So I guess I was trying to smack him, but I couldn't catch him. We ran from his room, which was on the second floor to Ashley's room, which is upstairs and then back down to his room again. Somewhere between the two floors the chase got turned around and he started chasing me. I ran back to his room and hid in the bottom of his closet. Ashely's big mouth told them where I was so we started dicking around again in his living room. Well he threw a cup of dirty ball washing water on me from the beer pong game and I jumped on him. Well sober I would have known that he was clearly going to be able the get me off of him, but drunk I thought I was pretty strong.
We started rolling around on the floor and he pinned me down. At this point we were no longer playing around. What was once a friendly game of cat and mouse turned into beat the hell out of each other. He wouldn't get off of me because I was still trying to smack him so I said if you don't get off of me on the count of three I'm going to spit on you. So I counted to three and he didn't move so........... I spit on him. Now I'm not proud of this but to fully understand all of the story I have to go into the gory details. It wasn't just a little patoowe spit it was a disgusting man spit. He then spit on me. At that point BG grabbed me and Tony grabbed Mike. After everything was said and done they said that if they hadn't grabbed us from each other we BOTH would have been fighting full force. We gained composure, well as much as we could for the circumstance, and I tried to talk to him, but that turned into me slapping the shit out of him. His chest had at least 5 red hand marks on it. He then slammed his bedroom door about 10 times as hard as he could. While all of this was happening Ashely was sitting at BG's computer, so he told her to "take her girl and get out." Because of my intoxication I can't remember where a certain part goes so I'll just tell you now and you can add it where you see fit. Tony was standing outside Mike's door with me trying to get me to calm down and I said well since I can't slap him I'll slap you and I slapped Tony. We laugh about that now. That concludes Chapter 1- The Fight.
As the night went on I continued to get extremely intoxicated which was something I didn't normally do. (wink) Well I begun yelling at Mike for being such an ass to Ashley because I was the one that always had to hear about it. So I guess I was trying to smack him, but I couldn't catch him. We ran from his room, which was on the second floor to Ashley's room, which is upstairs and then back down to his room again. Somewhere between the two floors the chase got turned around and he started chasing me. I ran back to his room and hid in the bottom of his closet. Ashely's big mouth told them where I was so we started dicking around again in his living room. Well he threw a cup of dirty ball washing water on me from the beer pong game and I jumped on him. Well sober I would have known that he was clearly going to be able the get me off of him, but drunk I thought I was pretty strong.
..These are the key players in the story. It's always nice if you can give a face to the name you are reading about. L-R Mike, Tony, and BG.
And so we start chapter 2 The Shower
First I should give you a little insight on the events that had happened after the "Fight." That next day everyone was leaving for Spring Break so I didn't have tons of time to put my pride away and apologize. Well I went back and forth. Should I apologize or shouldn't I? I finally decided that I should and as he was loading the car I ran out and apologized and he said it was fine, he forgave me and we hugged. We didn't talk all of spring break and when me and Ash went to pick all of them up from the airport (which is a whole new story) he didn't say hi to either one of us. In the next few weeks he would walk by and call me a bitch and say disrespectful things to me. With me being such good friends with his room mate, BG, it made things uncomfortable. When he was drunk was when he was the biggest ass. After he read a text that I sent to BG about him we had another confrontation about how I need to keep his name out of my mouth and it just got bigger than it needed to be and he was going to have some girl beat me up. I told him to give her my address and I never saw her so.... So to make a long story short being around each other was uncomfortable.
We can now get to the good part. Mike and Rob went out one night and they were going to be gone for a while so I went over to BG's room (next door) Now some of you may be saying, "Chassidy, Why didn't you just have him come over to your room. Well my room mate was sleeping and we were having some more drama in my suite so it was just easier to go over there. So we are just sitting there talking about our drama filled lives and I was really nervous he was going to come home. That's when BG said he doesn't have any keys so he has to call me to let him in, so I knew I'd have time to get to my room. Well about a half an hour after they left the handle on the door started turning and he was home. I panicked.
Me and BG both had hard core adrenaline so I ran in the bathroom and locked myself in the shower. I thought they were leaving again or at least going in the bedroom so I didn't think I would be in there too long. Well I was in the shower for about an hour before I told BG to do something to get me out. We were texting back and forth and all of a sudden my phone went dead. The only way we could talk was if he came in the bathroom and pretended to be doing something. Well when I hit 2 hours of being in the shower I thought of just walking out, but how would that look. "oh hey guys. I know you've been home for 2 hours and you didn't know that I was sitting in the shower." I couldn't do that. How ridic. The only thing we could think of was to pull the fire alarm. BG is crazy enough that he did it.. Well he tried. There is a cover over the alarm and when you lift it a loud noise comes out and it scared him. He couldn't get the alarm up before the R.A came so he just ran. He came running back in the room and he asked me if I wanted him to try again. Of coarse I said yes, so about ten minutes later the fire alarms start going off and all I can do is laugh because I couldn't believe he did it. 
So I waited about 3 minutes to make sure they were gone and I came out of the shower. While I was doing this one of his other room mates, Jeff, came out of his room and just looked at me. Him and the girl that came walking out of his room were clearly intoxicated so I didn't make a big deal out of it. I had no coat, sweatshirt or shoes so I grabbed someones shower sandals and walked outside. People were soooo pissed. It was like 2:30 in the morning. I stood there freezing and I see BG come strolling around the corner from the other side of the building. We laughed soo hard about it when we got back in the room. Me and Mike didn't talk for the rest of the semester.
So around June 10, 2007 we were at Gator'z and Mike and Rob pulled up right next to us when we were parking. So after about 20 shots of popov vodka I went up and talked to Rob and Mike pulled me over and gave me a hug. I was almost to the point of passing out so I have to use my friend Mimi's recollection of it. "You hugged and he said that he missed you and that you were his best friend." A few weeks later we went to Sparta and I got my battle wound. We don't have time for that story right now. Maybe you could come back and we could discuss that one at a later date.
And so we start chapter 2 The Shower
First I should give you a little insight on the events that had happened after the "Fight." That next day everyone was leaving for Spring Break so I didn't have tons of time to put my pride away and apologize. Well I went back and forth. Should I apologize or shouldn't I? I finally decided that I should and as he was loading the car I ran out and apologized and he said it was fine, he forgave me and we hugged. We didn't talk all of spring break and when me and Ash went to pick all of them up from the airport (which is a whole new story) he didn't say hi to either one of us. In the next few weeks he would walk by and call me a bitch and say disrespectful things to me. With me being such good friends with his room mate, BG, it made things uncomfortable. When he was drunk was when he was the biggest ass. After he read a text that I sent to BG about him we had another confrontation about how I need to keep his name out of my mouth and it just got bigger than it needed to be and he was going to have some girl beat me up. I told him to give her my address and I never saw her so.... So to make a long story short being around each other was uncomfortable.
We can now get to the good part. Mike and Rob went out one night and they were going to be gone for a while so I went over to BG's room (next door) Now some of you may be saying, "Chassidy, Why didn't you just have him come over to your room. Well my room mate was sleeping and we were having some more drama in my suite so it was just easier to go over there. So we are just sitting there talking about our drama filled lives and I was really nervous he was going to come home. That's when BG said he doesn't have any keys so he has to call me to let him in, so I knew I'd have time to get to my room. Well about a half an hour after they left the handle on the door started turning and he was home. I panicked.
Me and BG both had hard core adrenaline so I ran in the bathroom and locked myself in the shower. I thought they were leaving again or at least going in the bedroom so I didn't think I would be in there too long. Well I was in the shower for about an hour before I told BG to do something to get me out. We were texting back and forth and all of a sudden my phone went dead. The only way we could talk was if he came in the bathroom and pretended to be doing something. Well when I hit 2 hours of being in the shower I thought of just walking out, but how would that look. "oh hey guys. I know you've been home for 2 hours and you didn't know that I was sitting in the shower." I couldn't do that. How ridic. The only thing we could think of was to pull the fire alarm. BG is crazy enough that he did it.. Well he tried. There is a cover over the alarm and when you lift it a loud noise comes out and it scared him. He couldn't get the alarm up before the R.A came so he just ran. He came running back in the room and he asked me if I wanted him to try again. Of coarse I said yes, so about ten minutes later the fire alarms start going off and all I can do is laugh because I couldn't believe he did it. 
So I waited about 3 minutes to make sure they were gone and I came out of the shower. While I was doing this one of his other room mates, Jeff, came out of his room and just looked at me. Him and the girl that came walking out of his room were clearly intoxicated so I didn't make a big deal out of it. I had no coat, sweatshirt or shoes so I grabbed someones shower sandals and walked outside. People were soooo pissed. It was like 2:30 in the morning. I stood there freezing and I see BG come strolling around the corner from the other side of the building. We laughed soo hard about it when we got back in the room. Me and Mike didn't talk for the rest of the semester.
So around June 10, 2007 we were at Gator'z and Mike and Rob pulled up right next to us when we were parking. So after about 20 shots of popov vodka I went up and talked to Rob and Mike pulled me over and gave me a hug. I was almost to the point of passing out so I have to use my friend Mimi's recollection of it. "You hugged and he said that he missed you and that you were his best friend." A few weeks later we went to Sparta and I got my battle wound. We don't have time for that story right now. Maybe you could come back and we could discuss that one at a later date.
Tuesday, February 12
Like I said.....
As I sit here and watch this ridiculous show called Parking Wars I am getting just as mad as the people that the parking enforcement ass holes are screwing over. This dirty, trashy woman with extremely long fake finger nails sitting at meters waiting for them to expire and instantly writes a ticket. Sometimes the people will be running down the street after the meter expired 20 seconds ago and this woman still gives them the ticket. My favorite episodes are the ones that show people trying to get their cars out of the impound. They give you the run around just like the DMV does. they tell you to bring your drivers license, proof of insurance, registration and a lock of hair from your first hair cut and you get down there and they want to know where the purple magic bean sprout from Nantucket is. They just so happen to forget to mention that on the phone when you ask EXACTLY what you need to bring. Now I'm worked up and my car is sitting out in the parking lot safe and sound.
Monday, February 4
All you need is love.....or white rice and diced chicken
My poor Oliver has been vomiting every night and I just couldn't figure out why. I did a little bit of research and found out it's because my little Lalover Oliver has a food allergy. The website said the only thing that works for an allergy is white rice and diced chicken. That sounds convenient.
On a side note-ACROSS THE UNIVERSE COMES OUT TOMORROW.
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