It had been perhaps the greatest night of my life, until...

It's St. Patty's day coupled with the first day of the NCAA tourney, so obviously there will be no class for me on this double holiday.

I wake up at noon and open the fridge to get a beer for breakfast. I proceed to drink, watch basketball, and wait for my friends to come over to my apartment so the fun can begin.

We drink for a while then we fill up some 20 ounce bottles with soda-liquor elixirs and catch a train into NYC for some St. Paddy’s day fun. At the first bar, we do some shots, drink some beers and break some furniture. So obviously it was time for the next bar …

That’s where my friends and I bust out our beer pong skills. This is also where we meet these two girls. We take a cab to the final bar of the night and by this time, it is actually night and we are actually extremely hammered. My newfound friend and I find a deserted corner of the bar and participate in some extracurricular activities (home run).

My friend and I leave the bar at about 3am. By this time there’s no way we are catching a train back to school, so we decide we will take a train to Hoboken and take a cab the rest of the way back, and of course ditch it. On the train we meet a bunch of random girls who decide to drive us back for some crazy reason. When we get back, all I can think is that I have had the greatest night of my life. And up until that point, it may have very well been the greatest day of my life.

But when I opened the door to my room, I found a chick passed out in my bed and has proceeded to piss all over it as well. My roommate had some people over and decided she could sleep in my bed since we had hooked up in the past. All I could think about as I was trying to sleep on a wooden floor, was how my great night had been absolutely ruined.