I may or may not have started my period at the bar. Good thing I have dark jeans on.
the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
so the last visual we have of him for the next 87 weeks is him outside on the ground rolling around yelling I HATE BLOWJOBS
She told me she needed to clarify that we are not fuck buddies, we are best friends that have sex once in a while
with all this snow coming, and no school, I figure why not try every possible liquor snowcone.
Upside of a two-day migraine: thanks to a prominent "E" in the middle of every pill, I think we can totally pass off Excedrine Migraine as ecstasy to stupid, drunk freshman. This is totally going to happen. That entrepreneurship course is paying off.
Everyone threw up but him. I took off my shirt because I puked on it. There were also a lot of drag queens involved.
I also witnessed that same parrot perched on the head of a man grinding with a girl.
Interesting. As a girl I don't know how okay I would be with that.
She seemed pretty into it.
Hell hath no fury like a woman whose gay sidekick you insult
I feel my soul being ripped out of my eye sockets
Would you judge me if I made John grow a bush while he is in Cancun so he doesn't cheat on me?
Hey are you going to the pride parade? If so get me a shit ton of condoms
And that kids is the last time I ever try to outdrink Germans
every day is bullshit and fuck everyone. That's my motto for the week
Umm...sounds like a maybe. I broke my nose and have surgery next wed but if I'm ok by Friday I'm down.
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