Nausea on the bus and a concussion

I can remember being a pompous asshole at the dinner table that night, even though food was the last thing on my mind. I did try to eat, except it was to show off my excellent ability to use the cutlery. The night went on, we had the local ski instructors bring in a whole whack of booze. In the United states the legal age to drink is 21. I was 22, Jill was 20. Most of the student on the trip where somewhere in between. I drank Tequila that night and my room was the the place to be. Everyone was having a good time. I remember playing that Spanish tune on the Guitar. All the international students sang the lyrics. It was great. By the end of the night no one wanted to leave. Eventually the party died and only a couple of girls were left and some local guys. THe dudes were just hanging around hoping to see some action. I had a lady, and I was happy. I can remember being so drunk and belligerent that they almost kicked my ass. Thank God for Louise and Jill they got them out of the hotel room before I got to them. I talked so much shit that night, and for some reason Jill stuck around. I asked her to stay the night but she ditched my drunk ass. I fell asleep next to Louise my Spanish companion. He was so great! So full of "Passion!" I can remember waking up three hours later. Tweaked I guess and hung over, I couldn't sleep. I stumbled over to the bathroom, the clock on the wall said it was 8:00 am. I popped a couple of pills, took a shower brushed my teeth and went down to the chalet to drink some coffee and start to snowboard.

NYCTaxi your right...

During my 2005 spring semester in the university of Wisconsin Green Bay I found myself in love with a beautiful young blond, lets call her Jill. I met her on a skiing trip to Michigan. It was in the evening, we were all just coming back from a night of skiing. I was snowboarding. I remember the night. It was a gorgeous mid American night. So I remember the instant I met her, I jumped in the hot tub next to her friend. I hadn't done a good enough job rinsing myself off in the shower before getting into the water and the black lint from my sock came floating to the top of the water. Jill was the first to notice and she screamed in disgust. It was OK because my Spanish friend Louise jumped in right behind me and I felt confident enough to just splash the fabric out of our existence and mention that she was in the presence of a couple of super high class international students. Louise was from Spain, and I was Global. Most Americans initial impression of me was that I was American because Canadians and Americans are virtually the same race. I've lived in several different countries and speak many different languages, so that initial impression is easy to change when a foreign language comes rolling of my tongue. Jill and I hit it off instantly, I convinced her to to come up to my room after the hot tub. It was still early and we decided that we were going to throw a party. I had known her for about 45 minutes by the time I decided that i was going to let her know that I enjoy a massive stimulant prescription, she watched me swallow 50mg of speed and off we went, downstairs to the chalet.