Monday, 23 June 2008

• Montreal

  And so, this was the weekend we had absolutely nothing to study for, we wrote our big tests the day before and rented a van for the weekend.

  There were only four girls and twelve guys, normally what i'd classify as a good ratio, unless all but one of those men were married or in a serious relationship, you have to work with them, and don't find any especially appealing.

  We shopped, and then drank... we crammed nine people into one room (with all four of us girls) and one bathroom when we got ready, not the best idea.  Plus all I really wanted to shop, and the boys were not into that.  ah well, next time.

  However, we went to a club... and drank a lot, which is when the interesting things started to come out.  We met a girl who was nineteen and at her own bachelorette party, she was engaged to a guy she had met six weeks previously... and proceeded to break up with him over text that night, no joke.  how cliche.

  One of the married guys, who had been married for awhile but was still in his early thirties, was hit on by a very attractive just-legal girl, he proceeded to get wasted and make out with her all night.  The next day he asked to stop at a church to repent.

  The only single guy, who is definately a pretty boy, but not my type at all, was on a mission to get laid.  We got to the club early at about 10, by quarter to one he was at a table shoving his tongue down a girls throat and gropping her. I left with one of the other girls and one of the guys at about 2:30, I wasn't tired, but it was hot and gross in the bar and I needed out.  We went back to the hotel, the other girl crashed so the two of us went to the hotel room he was sharing with mr. single and another one of the married guys.  twenty minutes later mr. single comes back with the girl, and kicks us out of the room... and by kick, I mean we felt awkward and b-lined it out. 

  In a terribly classy move, the O.N.S spent the night  in a room with three guys she had never met before,mr. single didn't ask for her number.  and did the walk of shame the next day, what a guy.

  I didn't do anything I wasn't supposed to... well, almost... I was a little drunk, and the other guy, who was married, and ex navy CIC (I know) and I might have started a drink off.  we also might have started flirting, we might have started to play fight... and we might have done something else if mr. single didn't come back with his O.N.S.  so yeah... there might be a lot of flirting now, although i'm cutting back a lot.  and it is probably really really good that i'm going home so nothing does happen. 

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