Who'd thunk that my accent was actually attractive to someone.
I've heard "You're accent is so sexy"
"American guys love the Australian accent"
"You have a funny accent"
"Are you from England?"
Actually one guy asked me if I thought American accents were attractive. I said I liked the southern drawl. Which I do. Normal Accents though.. not so much (but don't tell them that).
From my time college hopping I have observed the way the underage do their partying.
I've seen fake ID's, asking guys who were 21 (and getting turned down. He was from Germany or something though so I don't think it counts) to frats and basements that have been turned into pretty nifty bars complete with dance floor.
But what underage drinking event would be complete without Beer Pong?
I have graciously supplied you, dear readers (reader?...) with a link to wikipedia explaining all about it.
It is quite an amazing game. One that requires little skill, ping pong balls and a few cups. Red cups. Just like the movies. Although, my lovely Australian readers, you may use any cup, as we are deprived of such plastic masterpieces. Or hell, just drink the damn beer.
Ha which reminds me, someone asked me if I thought Fosters was a good beer.
I laughed, enough said.
I find that there is a lot of hype over how skilled you actually are at pong, but I think, just like playing pool, you have to get your eye and arm in and you're pretty much set as long as you're not totally inhebriated (although some might argue that that's half the fun).
Take last night for example: My wonderful friend KL and I ventured to a house party and apon arriving, wrote our names down on the list (because beer pong is a serious business). Eventually it was our turn and I managed, single handedly to make a remarkable come back to loose by only one cup instead of 10 because KL missed. every. shot.
I will miss these parties but alas, travel calls, especially a 23 hour train ride that i'm taking in about an hour and a half to where other than the Big Apple.
At least it's going to be more comfortable than the greyhound bus line.
But that's another story.
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