I must discuss this weekend as it was fab-u-lous, AND it started Thursday and ended Monday.
A bit of history.
Every February, the current 4th year engineering students get their iron rings, a representation of their engineering accomplishments. As an engineering student you look forward to this day your entire Undergrad. It's a BIG deal. It's also a super fun day. A traditional Iron Ring Day starts off with 6am chugging, pancakes, and more alcohol. It also involves costumes! So you're all liquored and pancaked up, head to the school! As a class you would run around terrorizing your favorite profs and generally being obnoxious. In costume. Whatever costume you want. A entire class dressed up as butterflies this year, another class went for a beach/jungle theme etc. My favorite was the Mechatronics class who all dressed as robots. The costumes are crucial to the day. So now it's almost noon, head to POETS (Engineering Lounge) where the Iron Ring Clock is counting down. The clock counts down 365 days to noon on Iron Ring day and then turns over to the next years countdown. All fourth years join outside POETS, count down, get extra rowdy, etc etc. Now it's nap time. Head home and sober up/get some sleep. The Iron Ring Ceremony is next. Hopefully not for a few hours. Now it's time to clean up, get your suit on and go get your ring! The Iron Ring Ceremony is very exclusive and you can only enter if you have a ring or are receiving your ring that day. Blah Blah Blah. You can read about it online. Now, you have your ring. What are you going to do? The logical answer is: party. Which is exactly what the Iron Ring Stag is for. A event full of even more tradition. Normally held at a large club or similar, the Stag is pretty crazy to witness. All 4th years must wear all black. If you are wearing anything else, it will be ripped from your body. Literally, there are security members cutting seams so they are easier to rip. So now everyone is in black shorts, getting drunk, having a good time. And that's that.
Why I needed to say all of this... I was bought as a 'Slave' for the butterfly class I mentioned. Which brings me to my weekend.
Thursday night I spent baking up a storm. Not a bad start.
Friday morning I was up at 530am to get over to Butterfly central to serve beer, baking, and pancakes. General good time. Everyone is in their costumes working on getting drunk. And dancing.
Oh yes, it was also asked to serve in my school uniform. Can you tell engineering is male dominated?
Next comes driving the group to the school and following them around to make sure the havoc is kept to a dull roar.
Oh yes, I also had to work.
Friday evening I had the privilege of being security at the Stag which meant I got to hang out with my drunk friends for an encore. I got home at 4am. Great day.
Saturday, slept in!! Jess, Pete, and Erin all stayed over so it was only natural that we start with breakfast. Ok... so we had breakfast at 1:30, whatever. It was great!!
The rest of the afternoon was spent relaxing, watching movies and eating cake. The cake LOOKED like crap but it tasted sssoooooo good.
THEN came time for dinner... I made a homemade pizza for us, it was awesome. And then I started opening bottles of wine. and more bottles of wine. That is the end of what I remember.
Haha, so what happened was we got a bit too tipsy before even getting to the bar and then drank more at the bar. I'm smart like that. It turns out I was almost kicked out and the bartenders wouldn't serve me!! Wow, how embarrassing.
So Saturday was ultimately perfect. Sunday was NOT.
I think about it and cringe to think I got that drunk in public. That's not like me! I'm usually the sober one who makes it to class to take notes for everyone! Not this time. I guess it is a bit embarrassing but nothing that I can't brush off. I have been to that bar 1000 times and that it the first time that has happened. The staff are used to people being ridiculous like that. Really, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, one of my friends did even better Sunday night...
SUNDAY I spent mostly lazing around... and then decided it was smart to go to the bar. The sketchiest bar in town. I chose to drive and thus could not drink. I hung out for a bit and then called it a night pretty early.
Monday was a holiday. I did NOTHING!!! It was awesome.
WHAT A GREAT WEEKEND!!! I have not had crazy fun like that in a long time. I felt like crap on Sunday but it was deffo worth it.