What is it about Bourbon Street that makes you think you’re
invincible? I don’t know the
answer either, but let me know if you come up with a good one….
Just for a quick Friday recap; the only remotely exciting
thing that happen was Mal forced me to run to one of our fav boutiques, where I
ended up spending A LOT of money. She’ll be sorry when it’s time for the rent
check….
This brings me to Saturday. I'm not kidding when I say ANY
opportunity Ole Miss students are given to go to New Orleans; they go. Whether
it be a football game, a formal, Mardi Gras… I'm not really sure why they just
don’t just make Mardi Gras a holiday. There are more students in class during
Winter Intersession than there is during Mardi Gras week… As for formal, Memphis is a mere 50
minutes away from Oxford, but who wants to go a calm ferry boat ride, when you
can get wasted and naked at no cost in the NOLA baby?
I'm telling you New Orleans makes you do crazy things; good
girls go bad, shy girls go crazy, and frat boys, well they remain frat boys. If
you haven’t made the trip {you're crazy}, you must put it on your bucket list. Even if its
just a random weekend, not Mardi Gras , or Jazz Fest, etc., there is always a
crazy drunk yelling at some hippies on the corner that he is going to “beat
their ass for being so lazy.”
Sunday lead to a LONNGGGG ride back to Baton Rouge, it
definitely seemed longer than an hour to get home.{an eternity}. I ate some grease, and then
took a two hour nap, before I had to pick up Fritz. Then, I found myself as
Dick’s for looking for some new Nikes. I got these bad boys for 40 dollars
cheaper, because they are youth size. Can’t say I'm complaining for having
small feet…
Hope everyone has a fabulous week!
Fritz may have been replaced :) Only in the NOLA
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