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What if we exposed the fact that we're more than just Bobcats? We're human. We make mistakes, we fuck around, we have fun and we’re exactly what college should be – unpredictable. The crazy shit we experience beyond class and homework make up a huge part of who we are and who we will become – and we should NEVER have to hide those experiences. So, if you sit in class counting down the seconds till you can get shitfaced on a Thursday night, make it a habit to show up to class high or just love random crazy shit, then my friends, this site is for you! Given, everyone wants a job after they graduate, pennames will be used to ensure no one will judge you for sending in a story about the time you hooked up in between shelves on the sixth floor of Alden Library. This blog is open to short stories, confessions, suggestions and anything that is on your mind. Post comments or write to us for your own post at: whatdyOUexpectblog@gmail.com
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One time me and two other people made weed brownies and we ate too much. Our asses were glued to the couch and our eyes were glued on the tv and still today i have no idea what we watched for the whole day that we sat there. We were too stoned to move or even talk and someone walked into my house and the door is back behind the couch. None of us looked to see who it was cuz we were in our own world of oblivion but it was some random dude, like maybe 45 years old and he goes "IT SMELLS LIKE POT IN HERE!" and he looked around at us with these confrontational eyes. We all just sat there and looked confused but none of us could muster out the words, "Who are you?" Then his look went from confrontational to confused as we're all staring at him and then all of a sudden he just walks out and shuts the door behind him. We all looked at on another SO confused and we were like "Did that just happen? Was that real life?" With that being said... lock your doors if you're doin special brownies lol
ReplyDeleteSo on the first weekend of fall quarter, one of my friends had a beginning of the year party. The party was crazy and drunken complete with plenty of beer pong and flip cup tournaments. At around midnight everyone cleared out to go to the bars except for me, my good friend, and the guy who lived at the house. We wanted to stay and chill for a few to smoke some weed and blow some adderall before joining our friends at the bars. We’d been drinkin and smokin all day, so we were pretty fucked up. In this altered state of being, my dude that lives at the house decided it would be a brilliant idea to smoke a gravity bong. Unfortunately, we didn’t have all the stuff to make one. At this point we already had our drunken hearts set on smoking this gravity bong, so we decided to make a gravity bong in bathroom sink. We made the bong out of a milk jug and used the water in the sink to fill it with smoke. Just as my friend was taking her first hit, a group of about 7 or 8 random drunk people, most likely freshman, just barged right into my buddy’s house screaming “PARTY!!!!!!!!!” Well….the bathroom just so happens to be the first room in his house and we had the door wide open. It totally looked like we were doing some serious hardcore drugs (like smoking crack or something) in the bathroom, but we were really just smoking a little green. Ironically, had they come in 10 minutes later they would have witnessed us blowing some pills. The whole group of them stared directly into the bathroom, mouths wide open in shock. This was obviously not the kind of party they were expecting to walk into. They took a quick glance at the three of us and then practically sprinted out of there without a word. Needless to say, I do not think this group of naïve freshman will ever wonder into a random house again.
ReplyDeleteweirdly enough this story didn't happen the night i smoked but the next day, so i was driving up to my old college for the weekend(which im sure i very good high story could be told but i honestly don't remember much) so as i hit nelsonville i get stopped at a light and while waiting i crack my neck, what i wasn't aware of is when it happened i released a large deposit of THC into my body, don't ask me how all i know is that i was really really insanely high, so i remember the light changing and the road going back to 2 lanes but that is it till i was almost in Columbus, it was by far the most insanely awesome thing that has happend to me.
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