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yeah so here i sit in the university apts. computer lab (not like i broke in or anything) even though it's closed and i'm attempting to finish a paper. i hate school so much and i'm more unmotivated than i've ever been in my life. i've been sick for about 3-4 weeks now...started w/ a head cold which i didnt' treat, then ended up being an upper respiratory infection and now bronchitis. fabulous. i've downed an entire bottle of codine (not all at once) which didn't affect me in the least. now she's prescribed ambien and my dad won't fill that script...probably a good thing.
so now i'm recovering from this whole being sick thing and i'm so far in debt i could puke. i owe 6 bsu parking tickets, $20 a piece, rent monthly, gas, christmas presents need to be bought, and i can live easily off of $20 a week, but none of these things are anywhere in the near future for me. so, if anyone needs anything, i.e., your apt. cleaned, homework done for you ( no guarantee on this one), or for me to wash your dog for cash, i'll do it. when you take all of these wonderful specifics of my life and pile on top of it that i absolutely hate the christmas season, you've pretty much got an all-around depressed single white girl who's idea of a fun night is going to bed at 9:00.
there. got that out. now, where to begin? nothing new except the above paragraphs. i stayed in friday night cause i o.d.ed on cough syrup so i could get some rest, and then i went out last night. alison, laura and i went to Monka's with Al's friend Nate. I think we successfully scared him away. then dan and cici (c.c.?? does anyone really know how it's spelled?) came out and dan bought us some shots then we were on to the ramada...this is where alison began to forget the night and where laura stopped drinking to pursue a certain man in a red hat who shall remain nameless. let's call him...voldemort. so yeah...i had had a few to drink but i decided i have too much on my mind that it wasn't affecting me very well, so i just sat back and watched the show for the most part.
observed:
Laura holding voldemort's beer waiting on him to get back from the bathroom and dan approaches her. he doesn't speak to her or even acknowledge her but laura turns to him and screams, "go away dan! seriously! now! go!" she thought that having dan around decreased her chances w/ voldemort. to an outsider that's just funny.
alison: hiking up her leg on anything that moved (some things that didn't) and grinding with it. this includes cici (c.c.?) and his erection.
alison re-introduced me to nate about 15 times. "audra. do you know who this is? this is nathan wise. he's great." 2 minutes later: "audra...this is nate wise. he's the coolest mother fucker anywhere." on the way to the car: "audra..seriously. this guy here is so much fun. and i'm drunk. but, oh..and his name is nathan. nathan wise."
alison screaming out of a moving vehicle and then seconds later forgetting the window was down and that's why it was 'cold in the car.'
after the ramada we went to perkins. this is where we all walked in and alison decided to lean on the coat rack. that's when the bar for the rack slid off one side sending hangers all over the floor. alison then bent down at the waist, looked at me and then back at laura and says, "WHAT DO I DO NOW?!!!" that's when laura told her to run. which she did. into the bathroom. we didn't make very many drunk dials, and we certainly did NOT call matt wright...so for the record, and since i call him all the time, i did not call matt wright last night. oh, did i mention i dont know his number? just checking. i call matt wright all the time. yep. but not last night. thank goodness.
ok, i'm gonna go dry off from that sarcasm bath and finish writing my paper. i thought i should update since it's been awhile. good luck to all on finals who need it, and for the rest of you, i want your life. have a good one and take care of each other.
so now i'm recovering from this whole being sick thing and i'm so far in debt i could puke. i owe 6 bsu parking tickets, $20 a piece, rent monthly, gas, christmas presents need to be bought, and i can live easily off of $20 a week, but none of these things are anywhere in the near future for me. so, if anyone needs anything, i.e., your apt. cleaned, homework done for you ( no guarantee on this one), or for me to wash your dog for cash, i'll do it. when you take all of these wonderful specifics of my life and pile on top of it that i absolutely hate the christmas season, you've pretty much got an all-around depressed single white girl who's idea of a fun night is going to bed at 9:00.
there. got that out. now, where to begin? nothing new except the above paragraphs. i stayed in friday night cause i o.d.ed on cough syrup so i could get some rest, and then i went out last night. alison, laura and i went to Monka's with Al's friend Nate. I think we successfully scared him away. then dan and cici (c.c.?? does anyone really know how it's spelled?) came out and dan bought us some shots then we were on to the ramada...this is where alison began to forget the night and where laura stopped drinking to pursue a certain man in a red hat who shall remain nameless. let's call him...voldemort. so yeah...i had had a few to drink but i decided i have too much on my mind that it wasn't affecting me very well, so i just sat back and watched the show for the most part.
observed:
Laura holding voldemort's beer waiting on him to get back from the bathroom and dan approaches her. he doesn't speak to her or even acknowledge her but laura turns to him and screams, "go away dan! seriously! now! go!" she thought that having dan around decreased her chances w/ voldemort. to an outsider that's just funny.
alison: hiking up her leg on anything that moved (some things that didn't) and grinding with it. this includes cici (c.c.?) and his erection.
alison re-introduced me to nate about 15 times. "audra. do you know who this is? this is nathan wise. he's great." 2 minutes later: "audra...this is nate wise. he's the coolest mother fucker anywhere." on the way to the car: "audra..seriously. this guy here is so much fun. and i'm drunk. but, oh..and his name is nathan. nathan wise."
alison screaming out of a moving vehicle and then seconds later forgetting the window was down and that's why it was 'cold in the car.'
after the ramada we went to perkins. this is where we all walked in and alison decided to lean on the coat rack. that's when the bar for the rack slid off one side sending hangers all over the floor. alison then bent down at the waist, looked at me and then back at laura and says, "WHAT DO I DO NOW?!!!" that's when laura told her to run. which she did. into the bathroom. we didn't make very many drunk dials, and we certainly did NOT call matt wright...so for the record, and since i call him all the time, i did not call matt wright last night. oh, did i mention i dont know his number? just checking. i call matt wright all the time. yep. but not last night. thank goodness.
ok, i'm gonna go dry off from that sarcasm bath and finish writing my paper. i thought i should update since it's been awhile. good luck to all on finals who need it, and for the rest of you, i want your life. have a good one and take care of each other.