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.
I'm starting to blur the boundary between reasonable senioritis and self-destruction. Somewhat-openly hittin the flask in 11am class
Apparently after awhile self preservation trumps libido. This is new news to me.
And dildos are 35% off. So. Ya know. Savings.
Nothing says thanksgiving like acid flashbacks
make that a herd of moose. they will be my moose minions
On second thought, is it weird that I scheduled a surgery that determines my fertility around lingerie football night? I might have fucked up priorities.
Absolutely not. I would have done the exact same thing.
I'll never get why we had to sing the entire full house theme to the cab driver.... never drinking rum again.
I just set a reminder on my phone to get star spangled hammered this weekend.
There is a guy here calling himself the pants less weed fairy
you know she was a bad idea when your mom offers to pay for an eHarmony account
And then god smiled down upon me and he said let there be hangover food and let it be Wendy's
When he said he lived in a closet I thought he meant his room was really small or something... But he actually has a queen size mattress on the floor of his roomates walk-in closet.
I'm sitting here drinking whisky and listening to The Wiggles, I don't need a social life
I don’t know how you celebrated 4/20 but I set a Payless trash can on fire
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