So I got back from Pittsburgh yesterday around 4:30. Here's how it went (for those who care).
First thing worth mentioning was when we first drove into the city I saw a license plate with "2POCK" as the identification.
First night we were there, not much happened. Walked around the city, walked down all 36 floors of the Cathedral of Learning, and just scoped the place out.
That night, at 4 in the morning, some asshole pulled the fire alarm in my hotel and woke everyone up.
I spent Friday morning and early afternoon at the Honors Day program for the kids who were accepted into the Honors College. I was impressed, and liked how they don't require you to take any certain courses. You can take whatever you want. Don't like science? Don't take any science courses. Just get all your credits somewhere else, as long as you meet your reqirements for your major.
Then I met up with my friends Shady (Egyptian name, not a nickname) and George. Spent the first hour listening to George yell at every pretty girl that walked by. "I like your style." " I like the way you move." "I like the way you roll." "I like your pink." "Hey, my friend thinks your cute. His name's Shady. Call him."
Then we were in the Cathedral's elevator with a bunch of other people and George made a farting noise, which is kinda funny in and of itself, but when I saw the way this old lady looked up at him and shook her head, I started crying I was laughing so hard. We had to get out of the elevator early because me and George couldn't take it anymore.
Now George ain't a bad looking kid, but he wasn't exactly the Romeo of my high school. But somehow this kid ends up dating possibly the hottest girl I have ever seen. And I don't mean just on campus, I mean ever (including Angelina Jolie, the proclaimed "sexiest Woman of the Year"). Beautifully Italian girl, and if I can get a picture I'll post it. How he did it, I don't know.
We went to a couple frat parties that night. We got in free 'cause Shady's friend Matt said I was a wrestling recruit so we weren't going to be drinking. Down in the basement, I was standing by the dance floor and this very fine chica starts pulling me down towards the couch with the hand not holding the beer. I'm thinking she just wants to make out or something (Shady and Matt did too when they saw it), but she says to me, "I have to pee." So I try helping her up the stairs and she's falling before her girlfriend comes over and gives her a hand.
Question: Is it proper etiquite to get a hard-on while grinding on the dance floor? Just wondering, b/c I've never been able to help it. It's hard not to concentrate on the fine woman who has her ass in your crotch.
That's about it, if I think of anything else, I'll post it..or just ask.
No pictures Cown, sorry.
First thing worth mentioning was when we first drove into the city I saw a license plate with "2POCK" as the identification.
First night we were there, not much happened. Walked around the city, walked down all 36 floors of the Cathedral of Learning, and just scoped the place out.
That night, at 4 in the morning, some asshole pulled the fire alarm in my hotel and woke everyone up.
I spent Friday morning and early afternoon at the Honors Day program for the kids who were accepted into the Honors College. I was impressed, and liked how they don't require you to take any certain courses. You can take whatever you want. Don't like science? Don't take any science courses. Just get all your credits somewhere else, as long as you meet your reqirements for your major.
Then I met up with my friends Shady (Egyptian name, not a nickname) and George. Spent the first hour listening to George yell at every pretty girl that walked by. "I like your style." " I like the way you move." "I like the way you roll." "I like your pink." "Hey, my friend thinks your cute. His name's Shady. Call him."
Then we were in the Cathedral's elevator with a bunch of other people and George made a farting noise, which is kinda funny in and of itself, but when I saw the way this old lady looked up at him and shook her head, I started crying I was laughing so hard. We had to get out of the elevator early because me and George couldn't take it anymore.
Now George ain't a bad looking kid, but he wasn't exactly the Romeo of my high school. But somehow this kid ends up dating possibly the hottest girl I have ever seen. And I don't mean just on campus, I mean ever (including Angelina Jolie, the proclaimed "sexiest Woman of the Year"). Beautifully Italian girl, and if I can get a picture I'll post it. How he did it, I don't know.
We went to a couple frat parties that night. We got in free 'cause Shady's friend Matt said I was a wrestling recruit so we weren't going to be drinking. Down in the basement, I was standing by the dance floor and this very fine chica starts pulling me down towards the couch with the hand not holding the beer. I'm thinking she just wants to make out or something (Shady and Matt did too when they saw it), but she says to me, "I have to pee." So I try helping her up the stairs and she's falling before her girlfriend comes over and gives her a hand.
Question: Is it proper etiquite to get a hard-on while grinding on the dance floor? Just wondering, b/c I've never been able to help it. It's hard not to concentrate on the fine woman who has her ass in your crotch.
That's about it, if I think of anything else, I'll post it..or just ask.
No pictures Cown, sorry.
just post a pic of a nice Italian girl, that'll do me.
