I'm at a Rock of Love themed party. New high? New low? I can't tell.
Wait. Scratch that. It's not themed. These girls are just sluts.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I drunk emailed a professor on friday. Oh my god. Oh my god.
I can't believe i facilitated a beer for sweater vest deal last night...
There are too many people on this bus for it to be even REMOTELY okay that I'm wearing a puke covered sweater
he's measuring my pool to see how much jello powder he needs. He got paid today.
Drinking games this Saturday as usual although the ice cube tray game is banned due to last weeks incident
his name is devion and he has a voice like velvet and handcuffs
Did you just reference Ludacris during my possible pregnancy scare of 2012?!
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
I am coping with the snow storm with beer and shots of jack. If I were outside in shorts I might be able to pass as a Canadian.
it's too much effort for something that isn't food.
I am naked, and drinking straight gin with a flat tonic chaser. I had such greater hopes for myself as a child.
yea...tonic water is fucking gross.
I wrote him a note at the end of the final. I'm hoping I can flirt my way in to an A or B
He kept saying "Welcome to Indianapolis" over and over while we were having sex...because that's his hometown. I was scared and confused... I didn't know if I should have said thank you or what.
so how about you dont randomly call my mother during parties?
Randomize
