planking on hay

planking on hay

You don't need to drink to have fun.

Over the years, I've realized how true that saying is. All you need is good friends and a positive attitude, and BAM, there you have it - FUN!

Of course, it's nice to have a few drinks now and then. I like the feeling of being giggly/happy/tipsy just as much as the next college girl. But sometimes, a stone cold sober night ends up being the funnest (yes, I said funnest) of all.

Last Saturday night, my best friend Courtney brought me to her sorority's barndance. Here at U of I, we're surrounded by cornfields and farmland. So it was inevitable for some big shot at the barn company to get together with some big shot at U of I and decide to introduce college kids to the ultimate party: BARNDANCE.

Picture this: girls wearing Daisy Dukes, cowboy boots, and tied-up flannel shirts. Guys wearing overalls and carrying water bottles of alcohol. Giant tubs of beer. Hay. And a dance floor.

Welcome to barndance.

To most people, being sober at barndance sounds like a death sentence. But, alas, it was actually the best night ever. Courtney and I danced like idiots, laughed at all the drunk people, and even planked on hay. (I suck at planking, as evidenced by my improper form in that picture.) I haven't laughed that much since I watched Bridesmaids for the first time back in June.

Good times at #barndance2k11. BRAH.

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