alex threw up in my bong. i'm going to call it a night.
Yea.. I remember nothing. Except that the taxi driver was 56 years old and apparently never cheated on his wife.
4pm on a Sunday....roomate fucking like a wildabeast while I have a organic chemistry study group in my kitchen.
I just found my coat check number in my underwear.
She hash tagged the word blow job in her text. Tonight's going to be good.
Cancel that soberness update. I just almost fell down in the security line
Curled up in the fetal position, trying not to throw up or think about my future, and humming songs from musicals to myself. You?
His roommate left already and took the beer pong table so we had to take off his bedroom door. Maybe res life won't notice.
Would it be out of line to take a picture of all the earrings, rings, hairclips, and other miscellaneous girl items that I found under my bed and post it on facebook and tag all the girls that I slept with this year so they can claim their shit and get it out of my house?
I'm so confused as to where the sexual euphemisms end and the drinking starts
Two really nice girls helped clean the taco out of my hair.
well what the fuck is the POINT of teetotal mardi gras
So that advice that humming stops you from puking? Yeah no, just puked through my nose.
The awkward moment when you're leaving the most attractive guy you've ever been with and you're trying not to shit on yourself. Fucking welcome to my life
I need to get laid. Right now that freshman frat pledge & my Econ professor are the leading candidates
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