i have five posts lined up but i'm going to write about last night first because, one, daren veronica fisher who i have known since we were eight years old graduated college, and two, i need to make myself stop spending money on shit that makes me sick regardless if i pace myself.

graduation.
i got mcdonalds in the car for lunch on the way to boulder, classy lady that i am. gemma, daren's family, and i watched daren walk at 2 pm! the ceremony was relatively short (around an hour) which was nice because her mom was worried about our dinner reservations at 4, and also i just hate sitting through fucking long ceremonies when all you want to get to is the part where you're involved (weddings, graduation, inductions, confirmations, baptisms, etc). the speaker was this lady from the now defunct rocky mountain news who started her own eyewitness news program, and i feel like she was going for something completely different in her speech than what she actually achieved, which was, it is hard to find a job right now and you all are competing with veteran journalists and if you don't love this career more than your SOUL then you better quit now and oh ps social media blah blah blah power. also she was really softspoken and slow - a clear marker of her print career as opposed to broadcast. anyway. afterwards they had a reception with cheese and fruit but no wine (???) and we gtfo after taking a few pictures. graduated!!!!


dinner @ brasserie ten ten.
such a classy restaurant. megan met us there to eat. gemma and i were like, this is basically like where we want to be able to spend our time all the time in the future when we're ~made successful women~. her parents paid for everything and told us to order whatever we wanted, plus it was happy hour, so even though it was an odd hour to be eating dinner, we had mignonette oysters (L O V E), salmon tartare, ham & cheese crepes, olive tapenade (love), a shitload of fries, mussels w italian sausage, escargot (i ate... none ha), artichoke & spinach ricotta, and we all got drinks. i got a vin d'orange martini which was listed as some sort of "light" white wine i don't remember and fresh oranges, but it tasted like straight alcohol and i was kind of happily buzzed after that haha. daren's bellinitini and gemma's cherry lemon-drop were delisshhhh, though. i started feeling really sleepy after we ate (dim candlelights, drink in my system, full and happy in a warm environment) which, for once, was fine because we had so much time before we usually go out, so i was like, i'm gonna take a 5 hr power nap when we get to the hotel and i felt like i was a college freshman again, ha.

hotel boulderado.
KEEPING UP THE CLASS. i guess the hotel was built in 1909 and since its opening they haven't really changed the layout or renovated the "look" at all, so it still is reminiscent of the early 1900's. there are bellhops everywhere, an elevator straight out of the titanic movie with an operator, floral wallpaper and sweeping oak staircases and dumbwaiters. there was a guest check-in list on display from the hotel's opening night right next to like a 25-foot christmas tree. we were upgraded (either bc of her parents or bc the receptionist decided to be nice when she heard about the graduation) from a full double to a queen suite, and our room was so, so amazing. a living room with l.e.d plasma screen tv, couches and glass tables and chaises and a full wet bar, then a hallway with a legitimate powder room and divided bathroom, then our bedroom with another television, two queen-size beds, more couches, and another door to a closet and the hallway. i feel like i shouldn't get this excited about a hotel room lol, but it was furnished again, like the early 1900's and it was amazing.

anyway, megan, daren, gemma and i somehow smooshed ourselves on one tiny couch with a quilt and watched the incredibles on hbo, then 17 again ha-ha-ha awkward times, and then gemma and i got hungry and ordered room service: steamed edamame and hot wings. the room service delivery boy was really cute and he made light conversation but i was so hungry i was more fixated on the wings and i think i left most of the talking to gemma except when i told him i disagreed with him about how to train your dragon being boring. at this point we'd moved to our bedroom and were lounging around on our beds being lazy as shit and halfway between sleep and wake, and it got to be around 10:30 when taryn and louise were going to meet up with us and i didn't want daren's parents to have wholly wasted their money on this lavish hotel room so we decided to get ready even though gemma said her stomach wasn't feeling great. i changed out of my dress into what i had packed that morning in the span of a minute, which was a sequin tank top and zip-up leggings. LOL. aka i was freezing all night.


half-fast subs.
we hailed a cab to this college bar that apparently had $7 pitchers and was a good place to pre-game, despite it being the trashiest frat-boy place i had ever been in, lol. the bartender (cashier? hardly a bartender) looked like tyler from vampire diaries, aka he was really cute and i was staring at him the entire time we were there. i decided not to get really drunk yet and ordered a 16oz. glass of "megarita" which daren said was great but i didn't particularly like (but finished anyways, plus whatever surplus daren apparently poured into my glass from her pitcher when i wasn't looking!). daren and megan both got INDIVIDUAL pitchers of megaritas and strong islands; gemma didn't get anything bc of her stomach, and we sat around watching the nuggets game for a while before we decided to go back to meet taryn and louise at our hotel again. while waiting for our cab, we stopped off at the gas station next door and for some reason i thought it'd be a good idea to eat between drinking so i got a slim jim (!?!) and proceeded to make gemma sicker.

catacombs bar.
gemma decided to stay in because she really wasn't feeling very well anymore, so after we met up with t & l, we went downstairs to the neighboring bar that was P A C K E D. i could barely even move to push myself through the crowd. we spent so much money at that bar, oh my god. i think i only got a vodka cranberry and a gin and tonic, but everybody else was taking shots, and getting beers, and etc etc etc. at one point i saw this guy brush past me who i thought i recognized, but i was like "...that can't be him......." until i followed him through a hallway and realized it was MATT FROM TAIWAN, OMG HOW WEIRD!!! i definitely have to hang out more with that kid before break is over.

after i rejoined the group who was now talking to two stranger boys whose names i never heard over the din of the bar, we decided to leave bc they were coming on really strong and it was creepy and we wanted to go check on gemma and make it to the club before everything shut down at 2 am (BOULDER IS LAAAAAME IN THAT RESPECT.) i probably should've been more sympathetic to gemma, but louise and i really wanted to go clubbing so we were in the hotel room for like 2 minutes before l & i were like LETS GOOOOOO.


around midnight club.
we got there at like, 1:10. at this point i had so many stamps on my hand that the bartender didn't believe that i'd had my hand stamped ~_~ but we got fuzzy navel shots and then went to go dance. i knew like aaalllll the songs, hay, and who would've though i'd ever be dancing to whip my hurr but i did :|. i was pretty smashed ok. there were a string of creepers we had to dance away from lol like every five minutes, it was so annoying, plus they closed it down in less than an hour, yet daren still managed to be found by this guy in one of her classes who i thought was her friend at first, but later recognized as the guy she's talked about before as a hxc drug dealer who she's tried to avoid for pretty much the whole year (matt). his tall ass friend sacha was also there. i guess (?) he was trying to make conversation but i couldn't hear him so i yelled my name and no i wasn't graduating into his ear before giving up talking. and we all danced for a while but eventually lost each other in the crowd. after daren, louise, and megan finished their beers, the place announced last call, and then we left.

new orleans creeps, 3ft tall indian creep, matt & sacha's house....
we met these three blond boys from new orleans not even two minutes after walking out of the bar, and at first they seemed really chill and one of them was shipping off to the marines today (we even took pictures with all of them 8|) so we were like YA OK LETS GO SOMEWHERE TO EAT OR STHNG... but none of us were srs, and then after louise heard the to-be-marine tell the other one WE'RE GETTING SOME SLUTS TONIGGGGHT i was like yea ok bye.

we were all really hungry so we tried finding someplace to eat, and while i was yelling about food we got flagged down by three other guys, one of whom was indian and named MANAB lol and was from canada, and i definitely ate half his quesedilla before i knew his name. he was hitting on me a lot :| and i was drunk so i was like YAAAAAA but i was just being friendly ~_~. one of his friends from long island was pretty cute, i think? but manab was taking up so much of my time and he was like fuckin short as hell and i was like gtfo. but we started walking and they kept following us, even when sacha found us again and was like I MADE TIRAMISU, DO YOU GUYS WANT SOME and we decided to walk all the way to his fuckin apartment which was like 12 blocks away, in the blizzarding snow. with manab and co. in tow even though his friends weren't that enthusiastic to follow four stranger girls and a stranger boy to his apt.

my fingers were freezing off and i was complaining lol, and i think at this point i realized sacha was ~interested~ in... w/e, getting in my leggings bc he took my hand and like put his arm around me and i was like OKAY I'LL LET YOU BC I'M DRUNK AND IDC AND I'M COLD. and then i would run off and wait for daren and he'd switch to louise, it was riiiidiiicullouusss this boy. i think he was cute (thought he was cute) but i don't have the greatest track record with being able to tell while inebriated thanks to my beer goggles being the fucking worst thing in the world. i've jumped on some boys i thought were cute who actually were not.

so at his apartment we ate the tiramisu which was really good, and then this pizza he made which was also rly good, and the entire time sacha was like telling us how he looooved cooking and matt brought him an apron and ... matt was like OH YA I CAN SALSA and i was like oh great, i cant, and he tried making me get up from my spot on the couch to teach me but i was like uh no, so he and sacha demonstrated instead 8|. also matt told me he got his tweed blazer from the women's section of some store and i was like okkkkk you are not gdragon, nor asian, idk how i feel about this information.

also sacha kept trying to hold my hand, or he'd have his arm thrown across my legs, etcetera, and he was asking me shit like what my bow ring meant and i was like ... it means nothing, wtf? and then he asked what the other ring meant (the silver one on my fourth finger) and i was like LOL I'M MARRIED. i left to wash my hands and when i got back megan and louise scooted over on the couch so i wouldn't have to sit next to him anymore, and later he like hovered over louise instead. she later said he asked her when she was leaving and if they could basically stay with each other and fuck. ummmmm.

our cab that daren called finally got here and when she was like CAB, TIME TO GO we all basically booked it the fuck out of there even though sacha pulled me into a hug i didn't want :|. we all ran down the stairs and out the door before i noticed i didn't have my camera. louise and i tried pressing random door numbers to see if anybody would let us in because we didn't know which room they were in but it didn't work so we just went back to our hotel so daren could call matt and ask him about my camera. they told us they could drop it off right then.... so we waited for them in the lobby.

they came in wheeling themselves on one of those luggage carts, and the night receptionist got hella pissed and was like that cost $3000 and he watched them until they left, even though they started shouting things at him o m g. also matt left a pic of him mooning us on my camera, lovely. when we finally got back to our room gemma said somebody had knocked on it earlier and we figured it was those two boys from catacombs, bc they were in the same hotel as us, and DAREN told them our room number and somebody agreed to shotgun beers in their tub later. i showered, we all passed out.

morning.
we got up at around 9:30 and checked out by 10. i was feeling fine when i got up, but the more i moved around and then after i was in the car, a huge ass hangover decided to kick in. i mean pounding headache, rampant nausea, dizziness, etc. it took us an hr to get back to denver, then we had to drop louise home, get gas, etc...... ugh i thought i was gonna throw up and i didn't even say bye to daren and gemma, i just got in my car and drove home, brushed my teeth, and passed out in bed until 4:30.

happy graduation.

mood_ dizzy
music_ HIGH HIGH - GD&TOP
crave_ crabcakes

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