This summer was by far one of the best opportunities one could have. There were probably 30 or 40 interns total, but only a small group of us became really close. We were all thrown into a completely different environment without knowing anyone, and sometimes not knowing ourselves. We came into this summer not knowing what to expect, and leaving with a changed life (or am I just speaking for myself?). We had 3 months to be anyone we wanted to be, and to just have a damn good time.
And let me be the first to say, this shit was B-A-N-A-N-A-S.


I found myself driving up to Asheville, NC on May 17th, 2009.
I was a bit skeptical as to what to expect for the summer for a couple of reasons:
3 months.
New job.
New place.
New people.
Cheaper beer (only by about .30 cents, but enough to entice me to buy more)


The next few blogs are going to be recalled as best I can remember them (so don't set your expectations too high)

We had run-ins with cops. We drank. We broke fences. We trespassed. We drank. We were loud. We danced. We drank. We hooked up (and we didn't hook up). We got flat tires. We drank. We got noise violations. We drank. We were threatened with the loss of our jobs. We drank. We called in "sick" to work. And we did a lot of other stuff, but I think you're getting the picture... We drank.

I'm going to give you a quick rundown of the main people in these stories. They are as follows:

Emily "Tallahassee"/"Brando" Brandewie- Animal. Senior at FSU. Can't drive. Is my "soul friend"
Megan DeFelice- From PennState. Flip cup Champion. Cup thrower. Took a cup of beer to the face.
Lauren Blackwell- From Burlington, NC. Drinks a lot. Still hangs her essays on the fridge.
Tim "Syphilis" or "Toxic" Smith- ECU Pirate. The only wiener that would hang out with us. No self-control. Asshole. And is probably still looking for shoes that are cooler than mine.
Michele Master- Hippie. From FSU. Does not stop dancing.
Frances "Franny" Singer- Michigan State student. We slept together... every night (minus a few...hm?).
Emily "Boyd" Boyd (me)- Perfect Angel. God-send to the working world. Always the DD.
Nicole "Nubbins" Blastow- Fuckin' knows what shes cookin'. From up north (gag me). Skinny dips. A lot.

There's others that will be mentioned in stories, but the above 8 were repeatedly involved with the cops, debauchery, and suffered excruciating hangovers.

Fasten your seatbelt, fuckers, it's going to be a wild blast from the past.