I don't know what's more sad: The fact that he fingered the side of my leg, or the fact that the side of my leg feels like a vagina.
shit I'm tired of wearing other peoples clothes to bed
Whoa. I woke up to 10 new text messages. All about bacon.
We need to either drink and not go to waffle house or go to waffle house and not drink. I need to know which is causing these shits.
sometimes when i'm drunk i choose the spanish option on the ATM to challenge myself.
They thought we spoke German and French even though we just kept repeating "I give to you a cat" and "Are you drunk?"
I'm pretty sure it all started going downhill last night when they suggested I see how much sambuca I could fit in my mouth
i figure now that we're number one party school im obligated to black out at least 4 days a week. andddd go.
Last night in my drunkenness I bought hurricane supplies which included a jug of wine and a bouquet of flowers. Apparently I'm going to woo Irene.
I think I won over his best friend. He was staring at my boobs all night.
Turns out the old man beside me in the waiting room was dead, but other then that it was a good day.
Really? A fat girl?
I'm walking her back. Chill out.
She is a nice girl okay. For some reason we are in my room though.
After we got done he told me to hold his penis because it helps him fall asleep
May the power of my ass compel you!!
I mean she's doing calculus in her head to prove how NOT drunk she is.
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