things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
Guys who wear capris make me want to kill endangered species.
Deffinety need to stop having sex on the beach just took a dump and it was mostly sand
so exactly how many freshman chicks did i tell to call me "the tripod"?
Level of drunkenness: just now when I sat down on the toilet, I had to double check to make sure I wasn't sitting on somebody's lap.
Her boyfriend only talks to me because I know her period schedule
Housekeeping just called to see if we were okay bc they came in the room earlier and we didn't move.
I needed a test subject that didn't know any of my friends so that if i screwed up no one would really know or spread rumours about how it was the worst bj ever
You don't care if I shave my legs, but you insist I be conscious for sex. Whatever. I really think your priorities are out of whack.
This guy is clearly nuts his idea of a hangover cure is a six pack poured into a camelpack then hiking 3 miles with a weighted vest. He said "learned it in the army i guess drink beer beat the heat"
Fell asleep with Kristen and woke up with Sarah. It's official, vacation has begun.
I walked home with him, but I had to pee...so I did...as we walked. He was so drunk he didn't even notice. Good thing I was in a dress.
I want a shirt that says, "I'm sorry for the things I said when it was Taco Tuesday"
I AM BEING ACCOSTED BY A HUMMING BIRD
I AM IN MILD DISTRESS
This is gonna be the kind of weekend where if it involves putting on pants, it ain't happening.
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