***VEISHEA 2013***
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Ugh, so any numbers I pick up in the next half hour don't count? That's going to bring my total down.
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Cops used to tell errbody that they won't fine you if you call in your party if it gets too crowded, but if they bust it themselves then they'd fine you.
Between last night and tonight, I've heard several instances of people calling the cops on their own houses. It sounds ridiculous, but I think the cops are "there to help", first and foremost.
Secondly, some of these parties have "about a hundred" people in attendance. I imagine that, fueled by alcohol and the staggering winds of their own ignorance, those hundred people could get out of hand.
But, I agree. It seems strange to call the cops on yourself.
Side note, I had to do that once during undergrad when a few morons started trashing our place. People cleared out quickly when we told them the cops were coming. The officers were cool with us, despite our inebriation (and some of us being underage), since we were looking out for our own place and trying to keep some semblance of peace. It sucked to do that, but it worked.
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Not sure but their back yard fence got torn down as people "escaped" sounds like haha
Sooooo I saw a ghost tonight.
Story:
With my buddies at Cafe Mood. Mack on this girl I'm crushin on. She leaves to try and make her ex jealous somewhere else (****** deal, I know). All my friends want to go home except one. I decide I might still have a chance with crush (I know, dumb as hell) so I stay with one friend who wants to stay out. Nothing happens with crush and friend and I end up at Jeff's. Instead of waiting for a ride, I say eff this and start walking back by myself.
Anyway, I get to lower Stephens and I see some guy walking by himself. This comforts me because I get paranoid at night. I look back ahead of me again and no one is there (spooky). Big deal. I keep walking. I start hearing freaking clanking sounds behind me. I'm spooked the eff out so I sprint across the parking lot. Once I run out of steam some one starts yelling at me to wait up. I look back and someone is walking towards me through one of those tunnels between Hilton and Jack. He says "omg I ran into someone else walking back drunk from the bar, this never happens." So I talk to him for a while. He asks me where I'm going. I say over by East HyVee. He says "Oh me too! I know a short cut! Take this bridge way with me!" So I told him nah I think I'm gonna stick to my 4th Ave route. He continued to persist that the bridge way was faster. I continued to tell him no.
All of a sudden he says "omg, look there is a cop." (there actually was a cop car in the parking lots). So he tells me "You better take the bridge way with me because the cops won't find us." I tell him to just walk 4th with me because the cops won't pull us over if we walk together. He disagrees. We get to University and go our own ways. Once across University I turn to tell him good luck and he is no where to be found. I yell out for him.... nothing. So I hustle my way to get to 4th. Start trying to hitchhike. No ****ers want to pick me up. So I walk to the bridge on 4th. This is the point where I'm like yeah.... other guy was all about the bridge, here's a bridge....... so I called my roommate to wake up and pick me up.
While roommate was coming to pick me up some guy comes out of the woodwork (think it was an actual person). I told him to hold up so maybe I could walk with him. Then paranoia gets me and I tell him to go ahead. Really didn't want to cross the bridge. Roommate gets to me and gives me a ride back. He told me I'm drunk and I should go to bed. This ******* **** is real though.
Back home now though and typing this puppy up. Been trying to get a hold of my buddy that stuck around at the bars with me since I got back but his phone is off. Pretty sure he walked the same path as me by himself. Hopefully he makes it back okay.
Youre welcome to those of you reading this in the morning.
I may be drunk but all this **** ******* happened. I'll be lucky to sleep tonight.
Story:
With my buddies at Cafe Mood. Mack on this girl I'm crushin on. She leaves to try and make her ex jealous somewhere else (****** deal, I know). All my friends want to go home except one. I decide I might still have a chance with crush (I know, dumb as hell) so I stay with one friend who wants to stay out. Nothing happens with crush and friend and I end up at Jeff's. Instead of waiting for a ride, I say eff this and start walking back by myself.
Anyway, I get to lower Stephens and I see some guy walking by himself. This comforts me because I get paranoid at night. I look back ahead of me again and no one is there (spooky). Big deal. I keep walking. I start hearing freaking clanking sounds behind me. I'm spooked the eff out so I sprint across the parking lot. Once I run out of steam some one starts yelling at me to wait up. I look back and someone is walking towards me through one of those tunnels between Hilton and Jack. He says "omg I ran into someone else walking back drunk from the bar, this never happens." So I talk to him for a while. He asks me where I'm going. I say over by East HyVee. He says "Oh me too! I know a short cut! Take this bridge way with me!" So I told him nah I think I'm gonna stick to my 4th Ave route. He continued to persist that the bridge way was faster. I continued to tell him no.
All of a sudden he says "omg, look there is a cop." (there actually was a cop car in the parking lots). So he tells me "You better take the bridge way with me because the cops won't find us." I tell him to just walk 4th with me because the cops won't pull us over if we walk together. He disagrees. We get to University and go our own ways. Once across University I turn to tell him good luck and he is no where to be found. I yell out for him.... nothing. So I hustle my way to get to 4th. Start trying to hitchhike. No ****ers want to pick me up. So I walk to the bridge on 4th. This is the point where I'm like yeah.... other guy was all about the bridge, here's a bridge....... so I called my roommate to wake up and pick me up.
While roommate was coming to pick me up some guy comes out of the woodwork (think it was an actual person). I told him to hold up so maybe I could walk with him. Then paranoia gets me and I tell him to go ahead. Really didn't want to cross the bridge. Roommate gets to me and gives me a ride back. He told me I'm drunk and I should go to bed. This ******* **** is real though.
Back home now though and typing this puppy up. Been trying to get a hold of my buddy that stuck around at the bars with me since I got back but his phone is off. Pretty sure he walked the same path as me by himself. Hopefully he makes it back okay.
Youre welcome to those of you reading this in the morning.
I may be drunk but all this **** ******* happened. I'll be lucky to sleep tonight.
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