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.
Sonogram pictures belong on a fucking fridge...NOT FACEBOOK!!
I woke up and someone had put toast at my feet. I was SO. HAPPY.
There's a big hole in the wall at the dining hall. I hope we didn't do
I think the duck is in my room. You have no idea how much worse a duck makes a hangover
We sat on the porch laughing about hilarious the sunrise was. And that we can do drugs again in the morning, thank god
Blacked in riding a tandem bicycle with a stranger. We stopped for hot dogs.
There is a 5-year old here fighting 'drunk monkeys'. He tried to knock a drink out of my hand with a plastic light saber...
After arriving 30 minutes late, he slowly walked to his desk and halfway there he just falls over like a tree and passes out. I now have some sort of proof as to how awesome that night was.
The upside of a losing football weekend is that there are more sad frat boys willing to let loose their inner gay man.
He offered to buy me free breakfast if I stayed at the hotel overnight with him. I then realized they have a complimentary breakfast.
hell no. i was not wasting my two tears of virginity on him.
Something tells me tonight will end with me wearing my pants on my head again.
I woke up in a cornfield to shouting, a bottle of Jim Beam, and a bunch of mc muffins. If this doesn't scream Illinois, idk what does.
I swear, I make more use of my creative writing major with sexting than I do with anything else
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