<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303648</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:51:37.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free your mind and your ass will follow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneysblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Money</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818837313527750246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303648.post-109504541203893332</id><published>2004-09-12T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T20:16:52.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles</title><content type='html'>You gotta love the first day of football season. Seahawks rolled up the Saints today pretty good. Bad news is that it is Sunday and the weekend is nearing its end. It was a good one though. Saw tons of friends from college who were in town for the WSU football game. Its always good to catch up with frat bros, and all the random people that you always saw at the bars, but forgot their names because I was either too drunk when we were friends, or the years are getting to me. It was a good time, but I think I drank too much earlier in the day. I need to learn to pace myself, its a marathon, not a sprint. I loved my college experience, I would not take it back for anything in the world. I had the best friends, lived with a great group of guys in the frat, and have the best memories. Seeing everyone this weekend really made me miss the good old days. I was laughing to myself because I ran into the first girl I have ever had sex with. We smiled and waved at eachother but that was about it. I was with my 2 bestfriends who knew the story about her and knew who she was. They were quick to point her out to me, and laugh. I really am not attracted to the girl at all, but I must have been that one fateful night.  I remember having sex with her in my room at the frat with my best friend in the bunkbed above me. She knew he was up there but neither of us really cared. I remember going to our chapter meeting at the frat the following day. Keep in mind I am brand new to this place, barely know these guys, and am a freshman. So, given these factors, I am really not that cool. During our lost &amp; found, bitch &amp;amp; Moan session everyone goes around the room and people are bitching about the CD that they lost, about someone taking a piss on their door, someone being a dick to sorority girls, pledges not cleaning the house properly, etc. I get up in front of the masses and and say "I lost my virginity this weekend, if anyone has seen it can you please return it to me?, thanks". The whole room erupted in laughter, half the guys laughing at me, half laughing with me. If you cant laugh at yourself, then you better learn, humility is a good thing. I remember waking up in the morning and a bunch of guys jump on my bed, snap a pic of me waking up and title it "layday, w/the date" and put it up in the foyer trophy case. Yes, we were cracking up yesterday after we saw her cuz ofcourse it dug up these funny ass memories. She is a good girl and I hope she is doing well, and we didnt mean to laugh at her. She just made the mistake of being my first lay I guess, haha. My buddies really wanted me to talk to her but they just wanted a good laugh of Justin revisiting the bone yards, dont think so fellas, not this guy. haha. I am almost 30 years old now and it has been a few years since I have seen most of these guys but we really didnt miss a beat.  I have always been blessed with good friends and I hope that never changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303648-109504541203893332?l=moneysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109504541203893332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303648&amp;postID=109504541203893332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303648/posts/default/109504541203893332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303648/posts/default/109504541203893332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneysblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/chronicles.html' title='The Chronicles'/><author><name>Money</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818837313527750246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
