the smoke from my cigarette strangely resembles what patrick swayzes ghost will look like.
Sitting at a red light. Windows are down. I'm blasting Gaga's "Disco Stick" and doing an interpretive dance to it because I think I'm hilarious. Look to the left and see two Phi Delts that I know with their windows down. They are horrified. I am probably going to lose their Facebook friendships.
A chick at the bar last night took my black berry, looked at my Brick Breaker score and told me she couldnt take someone that has a lower score than her seriously.
If I wanted to fuck someone, I'd go for John. I'm meeting Bryan cuz I wanna get to know him better. And eventually fuck him. But not this Tuesday.
Do you remember trying to use a pencil, pen, and sunglasses as your second form of ID at the bar when they wouldn't let you in last night?
At this point I will cuddle anything to prevent from dying alone
The last thing I remember was doing a line in the shape of Texas
6 beers, 3 orange crushes, & half a fire ball later & you get my alter ego.
420 is off to a bad start. Mark wake/baked WAY too much, and he has spent over $50 on the claw machine in the grocery store.
But there's never enough margarita money.
This is going to be one of those situations where we lose a day, isn't it
I'm using the Malibu pitcher you stole from the bar to make pancakes this morning. It's actually working really well.
The stripper told Tom to sort his life out
he's been dating her for 18 months and cheating on her with me for 16. if that's not commitment, i don't know what is.
I am listening to my ipod while i puke, this is most entertaining hangover i have ever had.
just played fuck the dealer and thunderstruck with my physics ta. he is the third ta that i have drank with this semester, i think i'm getting good at college
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