Well its official I'm an idiot. I made out hardcore with an employee last night in our banquet room. Oh and got wasted at work. Oh and showed my staff squirrel on a trampoline.
Watching a deaf couple have an argument in the mall. Can't bring myself to look away.
Going to a party tonight. Sorority girls will be there. Primary goal of the night: make one cry. Secondary goal: become a father.
Obama is so hot when he ends wars.
I'm pretty sure I just had a convo with my hot pockets about how they weren't good enough for the oven.
Lol I just left. He's funny and he's cute. Downside: he thinks he can outdrink us
Stripper pole. Sore legs. More vaca money.
Those mornings you wake up with a Barbie tramp stamp are the mornings that are the that are going to make me miss this place
God he's so convenient, drugs, an parties all in one person. He's like the Walmart of delinquency.
Day 10 and still no sign of rescue in my pants.
I'm two shots in and wandering around Barnes and Noble with $58 in singles.
Hey, taking organic chemistry means no one is allowed to tell you you're partying too hard.
One more sleep until playoffs, Canucks are back this year, you bet your ass I'm going to uphold the tradition of being the 90 lb girl that fights every hairy ass Bruins fan at BWW.
You're not gonna like every guy whose dick I put in my mouth
You're emotionally mature, right? I said you were.
I have at least four things in my line of sight that have Kermit the Frog on them in my dorm. Does that answer your question?
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