Well, it's 24 hours till finals. I need high A's on all of them and I still am not sure where exactly on campus most of my classes took place.
I just realized last night I drunk-bought a flight to Florida for this weekend...kinda torn between the price and the potential of awesomeness
Her facebook status is 'PERCS ON DECKKK~' which is probably why she still lives with her parents.
Freshman ate returning to campus. Let Operation Slut Storm commence.
It's like a squid of pain has attached to my head and it spreading it's whorey tentacles all over.
Just to warn you I probably wont be able to do anything that involves standing up
This is Jewish guilt versus Irish Catholic guilt. We should tread carefully, or we could fuck up the space-time continuum or something.
I'm okay with that.
Dad was on the deck drinking straight bourbon. He stopped, puked on his feet, and then continued drinking and talking about compound interest.
Haha, maybe if he wasn't dressed up like Kimmy Gibler he could give her the D
I just woke and boke and made apple pancakes. I'm kicking Monday in the dick.
Also, I just opened Google to find the lyrics to California Gurls. Karaoke night did us dirty.
I just had a sex dream about orange juice, so there's that.
I hate when pubes grow back. My mons is a warzone.
TURNS OUT they were both cheating. Like the Gift of the Magi except for shitty people
Noooo no no no no. She scares me. She means business. She wore a diaper when we went to the bar.
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