Did you get the number of that bus that just hit me?
Wow....thats all I can really say to truly describe everything thats transpired these last couple of days. I still remember waking up sunday morning and heading to work thinking what a worthless day it was going to be, man I couldn't have been anymore wrong. Things so drastically and amazingly changed that day. For one, like a dumbass I forgot that at Jimmy Buffet(cute eh?) they were gonna announce who had won the Greek Cup. When a lovely lady of theta phi alpha reminded me at the end of my shift at work, I literally smacked myself. So after work(which went surprisingly fast) I got a ride home from Meghen, and changed and headed to the BBQ. I hung out there for awhile heckled the Fuze guy with lil tim, stole some food....you know just having a good time. When the announcement was finally gonna be made we were all really scared. We had all worked our asses off to get to this point. I still remember the meeting in which Bart proposed that we dedicate ourselves to winning greek cup. Quickly we all responded with "LETS FUCKIN DO IT!" Although I was pleased with our enthsiuism at the time I thought perhaps we didn't realize what that meant.
Man was I wrong, the following year it was priority number one in everyone's mind we didn't stop thinking about what we could do to win the Greek Cup, I think everyone contributed in some way; and I thought as we all gathered around Mike Eliason at the stage, that I was proud of our organization even if we didn't win. Then Mike announced the second place winners... and for fraternities he said APO. At this point we all collectively shit ourselves...because we knew it was just between them and us, no one else had enough points to even touch us, we knew at that point we had won. When Mike finally said our name we were giddy I think thats the best way to put it. I have to say if there's anything I feel addicted to, it's proving everyone wrong. I can't even tell you how many people have said "You joined Alpha Chi Rho?" as if I just told them I have vanerial disease...when you hear first place ALPHA CHI RHO there just isn't any word to describe the feeling it just is, and I hope to see it more with this fraternity.
After a hilarious parade back to our house with the giant trophy, the drinking commenced. After drinking many a beer out of the trophy and a triple shot of captain morgans(which didn't play nice with the high life in my stomach) It was safe to say I was pretty trashed. But just to insure the night would be hardly remembered I purchased some High Gravity Give You Massive Beer Shits 40's. This booze rocked for 4 dollars and 30 cents you got 80 ounces of bluuuaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh *drool drool drool* (the noise I made the next morning). The highlight of the evening? I dunno there were lots of memorable momments...pushing shaggy across the street in a stolen wheel chair him drinking a 40 and me shouting with a high life in my hand, everyone getting smashed while little tim lit up a blunt on the roof, or blurting out that I was buying Negro beer at landmark while it was filled with people purchasing the same stuff (you know what I mean). No I think there was no highlight I think at the next morning when I woke up at 7 am in the recliner in the living room of 111 I just had a general feeling of how awesome that was. The whole day, the whole night, and actually a positeve outlook on the future...god I sound cheesy, and it feels great.
Man was I wrong, the following year it was priority number one in everyone's mind we didn't stop thinking about what we could do to win the Greek Cup, I think everyone contributed in some way; and I thought as we all gathered around Mike Eliason at the stage, that I was proud of our organization even if we didn't win. Then Mike announced the second place winners... and for fraternities he said APO. At this point we all collectively shit ourselves...because we knew it was just between them and us, no one else had enough points to even touch us, we knew at that point we had won. When Mike finally said our name we were giddy I think thats the best way to put it. I have to say if there's anything I feel addicted to, it's proving everyone wrong. I can't even tell you how many people have said "You joined Alpha Chi Rho?" as if I just told them I have vanerial disease...when you hear first place ALPHA CHI RHO there just isn't any word to describe the feeling it just is, and I hope to see it more with this fraternity.
After a hilarious parade back to our house with the giant trophy, the drinking commenced. After drinking many a beer out of the trophy and a triple shot of captain morgans(which didn't play nice with the high life in my stomach) It was safe to say I was pretty trashed. But just to insure the night would be hardly remembered I purchased some High Gravity Give You Massive Beer Shits 40's. This booze rocked for 4 dollars and 30 cents you got 80 ounces of bluuuaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh *drool drool drool* (the noise I made the next morning). The highlight of the evening? I dunno there were lots of memorable momments...pushing shaggy across the street in a stolen wheel chair him drinking a 40 and me shouting with a high life in my hand, everyone getting smashed while little tim lit up a blunt on the roof, or blurting out that I was buying Negro beer at landmark while it was filled with people purchasing the same stuff (you know what I mean). No I think there was no highlight I think at the next morning when I woke up at 7 am in the recliner in the living room of 111 I just had a general feeling of how awesome that was. The whole day, the whole night, and actually a positeve outlook on the future...god I sound cheesy, and it feels great.
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