Activities:

Friday:
6:30 - Leave College Park (originally planned 5pm)
9:28 - Arrive in Ocean City, latest check-in time 9:30.
9:35 - check out retro room with bright blue bathroom and cupboard fridge.
10:00 - Split greasy pizza.
11:00 - Return to hotel room, have a few drinks, and watch some "Sex in the City".
1-ish - pass out from exhaustion.

Saturday:
1:00 - wake up, eat cereal, stumble out of room in search of Dippin' Dots and an ATM. Visit every shop on the boardwalk in the process.
4:00 - Search for seafood buffet to stuff our greedy tummies.
5:30 - Find one and splurge.
5:45 - On the way to buffet we are attacked by the hood of a car, Lisa swerves, we survive.
6:30-ish - Trying out the finer things in life, Samra chokes on raw clam. Lisa yells "Sir, sir, sir, my friend is choking". Samra lives.
8:00 - visit every store on Baltimore Ave., twice followed around by nasty drunk (who mentions that sexy Lisa should be a model).
10:00 - get back to hotel room, do puzzle, drink, play drinking game, experiment with "The Female Orgasm".
4:00 - After poking Liz out of bed for 15 minutes, run out to the beach and throw each other in the sand.
4:30 - Sleep!

Sunday:
10:30!!! - wake up, pack our stuff and check out.
11:00 - search for a Subway, find one that was closing the next day, had stale flat bread, no chicken, and wilted lettuce.
11:30 - amazing, Dippin' Dots shop is open, 3/4 splurge.
12:00 - wrote out a note in the sand of shells.
1:00 - Liz's jacket disappears, she swims out in all of her clothes to get it.
1:30 - leave Ocean City (originally planned 1)
4:00 - arrive in College Park, MD, surprisingly, perfectly on time :)

Quotes:

Samra: So, Lisa, what's your middle name?
Lisa: Marie
Samra: Isn't that every white girl's middle name?

Lisa: Ooh, it's gluey in here! (referring to hole in couch, in which she later stuck a spoon, to keep it safe)

Lisa: Yes, I'm tickelish, because I'm so horny now.

Liz: Hey Lisa, let's talk about your boobs.

Mariya: Samra, were you horny, have guts, or an exhibitionist?

Mariya: If I'm drunk, I get horny, If I'm not horny, I'm sad.

Samra: I like efeminine guys who usually turn out to be weird.. and gay.

Samra: I can't help it, I'm so hot... I don't have an ass or anything.