no one ever died of cork poisoning!
Oh SoCo. What a region you are.
This weekend, I packed 6 people into my car and drove the 7.5 hours to Greenville, South Carolina for SoCo RoKS. And what a weekend it was! We arrived at midnight on Friday and headed straight the the bar that we had rented. Dumbass at the front door thought January 28, 1987 was less than 21 years ago and gave me X's. Never thought I'd have to rub those off my hands again. The night included dancing, bull-riding, and laughing at the Trashy McTrashsters -people at the bar who weren't from AIESEC. Lots of women has their tank tops tucked into their bras. Ew. Ew ew ew. After that, we headed back and smoked some hookah out front. And of course, had a trip to Waffle House :)
Oddly, the next day I woke up feeling like complete crap. I had 4 beers at the bar. Granted, I got absolutely no sleep, but really? Where has my tolerance gone? I used to be a tank. The SoCo region had some kickass sessions - lots of different ones than we have in the Rowdies region. I really enjoyed all of them, especially a traineeship rocketship session that included a video from Arcadiy! I got to know lots of really fun people throughout the day, and talk to old friends.
Saturday night's festivities included buying two bottles of wine, but no corkscrews. A pair of tweezers came in handy for one of them, but I ended up breaking the neck off the bottle #2. I felt like such a champ/alcoholic. No shards of glass in the wine, either. And, as well all know, "no one ever died of cork poisoning", so we pushed the cork into one of the bottles. We made it to about 15 mins of the party, did the fastest version of Cotton Eye Joe ever to a salsa song, smoked more hookah, got a lot closer to Ilana than I ever thought possible (hopefully none of those pictures appear online!!!), had some great conversations, passed out in a Waffle House, forgot about an hour of my life, got a drive home from the chair (I LOVE YOU!), got back to my room where people still were hanging out, and had overall a great time! It was one of those nights where you wake up the next day, and people say "OMG YOU'RE STILL ALIVE?!?!?" Yes I am. And not hungover. Because I'm a champ.
The next day, Illinois were a bunch of badasses and stopped in Oxford to have dinner at Skippers on the way home. Slash I kinda kidnapped them. A few Miami AIESECers showed up to greet the Illinois folk, and we had a fabulous time at Skips. The best part was probably the drive. We learned that if you don't know where you're going, you probably shouldn't drag race. AIESEC dances in the car AND in the parking lot of a gas station might be more fun than at a conference, given the stares that we got. I'm feeling a lot of Miami/Illinois love going on, and I feel like this is something that might last a little longer than the conference ;)
Must go to EB! P.S. I hate math and Abstract Algebra pretty much ruined my day. Luckily, Derek and Kelly were there to suffer with me. Bruce Magurn is an evil math dictator. The end.
This weekend, I packed 6 people into my car and drove the 7.5 hours to Greenville, South Carolina for SoCo RoKS. And what a weekend it was! We arrived at midnight on Friday and headed straight the the bar that we had rented. Dumbass at the front door thought January 28, 1987 was less than 21 years ago and gave me X's. Never thought I'd have to rub those off my hands again. The night included dancing, bull-riding, and laughing at the Trashy McTrashsters -people at the bar who weren't from AIESEC. Lots of women has their tank tops tucked into their bras. Ew. Ew ew ew. After that, we headed back and smoked some hookah out front. And of course, had a trip to Waffle House :)
Oddly, the next day I woke up feeling like complete crap. I had 4 beers at the bar. Granted, I got absolutely no sleep, but really? Where has my tolerance gone? I used to be a tank. The SoCo region had some kickass sessions - lots of different ones than we have in the Rowdies region. I really enjoyed all of them, especially a traineeship rocketship session that included a video from Arcadiy! I got to know lots of really fun people throughout the day, and talk to old friends.
Saturday night's festivities included buying two bottles of wine, but no corkscrews. A pair of tweezers came in handy for one of them, but I ended up breaking the neck off the bottle #2. I felt like such a champ/alcoholic. No shards of glass in the wine, either. And, as well all know, "no one ever died of cork poisoning", so we pushed the cork into one of the bottles. We made it to about 15 mins of the party, did the fastest version of Cotton Eye Joe ever to a salsa song, smoked more hookah, got a lot closer to Ilana than I ever thought possible (hopefully none of those pictures appear online!!!), had some great conversations, passed out in a Waffle House, forgot about an hour of my life, got a drive home from the chair (I LOVE YOU!), got back to my room where people still were hanging out, and had overall a great time! It was one of those nights where you wake up the next day, and people say "OMG YOU'RE STILL ALIVE?!?!?" Yes I am. And not hungover. Because I'm a champ.
The next day, Illinois were a bunch of badasses and stopped in Oxford to have dinner at Skippers on the way home. Slash I kinda kidnapped them. A few Miami AIESECers showed up to greet the Illinois folk, and we had a fabulous time at Skips. The best part was probably the drive. We learned that if you don't know where you're going, you probably shouldn't drag race. AIESEC dances in the car AND in the parking lot of a gas station might be more fun than at a conference, given the stares that we got. I'm feeling a lot of Miami/Illinois love going on, and I feel like this is something that might last a little longer than the conference ;)
Must go to EB! P.S. I hate math and Abstract Algebra pretty much ruined my day. Luckily, Derek and Kelly were there to suffer with me. Bruce Magurn is an evil math dictator. The end.
posted by caitie at
12:38 PM
1 Comments:
"I feel like this is something that might last a lot longer than the conference ;)"
What is that winky face referring to you?
And YES, Illinoisans are badasses. But you didn't need me to tell you that :)
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