oh well we may not be friends on facebook but at least i got laid
in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
Woke up in a closet. I'm not drinking till summer.
She had to put it in. I told her I was too drunk and didnt trust myself to not put it in her ass.
I'm hard boiling eggs, drinking rum, and talking to my 8 year old brother about the 10's times tables. This is what thursday is all about.
Like that girl needs to get her shit together. For her vagina's sake.
after last night my drinking related hospital bracelet collection is up to 13
I HAVE A PIGEON IN MY JACKET.
You. Me. Frosting and a bed. Lets do this.
IT'S LIKE SHE TAKES SECRET KUNG FU CUNT LESSONS AND THEN BRUCE LEES ALL OVER EVERYONE.
I feel like I have to sign a death waver before I have sex with him...
Crazy fun. I think I got a concussion from a stripper
She followed me back, then proceeded to find my room, get her panda suit on? And then raid my room and pass out on my couch... what the fack do I do now?!?!
It is getting ridiculous, the elaborateness of the schemes I have to concoct so my suitemates don't know I'm pooping.
twas supposed to be night one of rebound break but it was night one of get sloppy drunk and dance half naked in an ice shack
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