Ben's last hurrah

Well, last night was Ben's last karaoke night until he gets back from basic training. We'll probably have another huge bash when he gets back from tech school. We usually have some kind of huge thing at the 400 for some special occasion in Ben's life.

It was a lot of fun. We spent some time at Chuck's before hand. Watched Dead Alive, played Candy Land (drinking game version), played Jenga-holic, drank some beer, smoked some cloves, and then went to the 400.

It was so much fun! There were a TON of people there. Some were cool, some I'd rather they'd just stay at home. hahaha. Lots of dancing, lots of singing, lots of free shots. Ben got shots from everyone, and somehow, I did too.
Justin, Jenna, and Abby were there too. They kind of just hung out together all night. I would drop by to visit for a bit, but I didn't want to sit around all night. I wonder what Jenna and Abby talked about...there's kind of some tension there because Abby doesn't have boundaries when it comes to someone else's boyfriend/fiance. Who knows though...I hope that they had fun.
As much as I'm glad we had this huge thing for Ben, I wish something special would be done for me when big occasions arise. Nothing was done for my birthday...for the past 2 years. It's kind of frustrating that we have to have big celebrations all the time for Ben, but never for me. Maybe I'm being selfish, but I can't help it.

There WAS a bit of stupid high school-like drama last night. Chip and Chelsea were there, obviously a couple...and a crazy girl that liked Chip this past fall/spring semester did all that she could to be all over him all night. It was making Chelsea feel uncomfortable. At one point I pulled Chip away to take pictures and to come and dance with us. She didn't get the hint. Found out today that she was doing it on purpose. She and her friend left myspace comments back and forth about how funny it was that Chelsea was getting mad and that Megan (girl who acts like she's still a freshman in high school) could do whatever she wants.
hahahaha, what an immature, stupid, childish thing to do.

Anyway, Ben and I got some errands done today at school. Turns out, he can't get his transcript because of his outstanding balance...even though he's been making payments on it. The bitchy financial aid person kept saying, "'Fraid not." when Ben asked her if there was anything he could do to get his transcript. She was REALLY bitchy.
I think that when UCM is looking for people to work in the financial aid office, the requirements are:
1. you have to be plump or obese
2. you have to dress lik you're from 1994
3. you have to be a complete bitch or asshole.
Now, there are a couple exceptions.
There was one man working there. I went to ask him a question (where accounts receivable was). He continued to text on his phone and ignore me. I wanted to slap his cheap ass phone out of his hand and say, "MY FUCKING MONEY IS GOING INTO THIS SCHOOL. YOU ARE PAID BY THIS SCHOOL. DO YOUR FUCKING JOB." Someone BEHIND him heard me and answered me...which means he was definitely ignoring me. He didn't even look up. Fucking prick.

Tomorrow is Ben's family/friends going away bbq. I've made him a HUGE scrapbook full of pictures from the past 5 years and 2 strawberry cheesecakes.