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So yesterday was fucking confusing, and a big waste. I didn't do shit but play Warcraft 3 for most of the day, until about 6 when I decided I wouldn't raid, but instead study for math, and as I'm walking out of my room to go out the door and study in the library with a friend, Andy walks his cracker ass in and decides it is absolutely necessary that I get drunk with him, so I call my friend and cancel, big mistake, I need to get into shape for this exam.
So we get drunk, and then he pulls me aside and expresses his displeasure with the way I acted with Allana. Apparently I was too friendly and too inviting and whatnot, and he was very displeased, but brought it up in a friendly manner and whatnot, so it was cool, but I didn't think I was out of line. My intentions were good, but shit I sound like a scumbag when I say some things. Plus I don't count couch cuddling with 3 people present out of line at all. I'm a snuggly sort of fellow. But I respect when guys are protective over their significant others, so I will think next time I engage in such activities.
ANYWHO. So we're drunk, and Shirtless O'30 rolls around and all of us are shirtless watching aquateen hunger force, andy and I fucked up on rum, and Sean fucked up on Codene because he took some tylenol from Haley, and he didn't know it was a Codene, so he's all fucked up from it. It was fun for a bit, but then I sprung into one of those seriously shitty and depressing drunks, and thought too much about everything. Weee fun. Really should have studied instead. Fuck.
THIS IS WHAT FUCKING SUCKS THE FUCKING MOST
So. Yesterday the clocks are all fucked up. Some things are setting back, some things aren't, and I don't have a fucking clue whats going on. I set my phone like 3 times, and I set it back again before I went to bed. So I wake up at WHAT I THINK is 9 am, get my ass ready, whatever. Then I leave the house and start walkin to class. I get there, and it isn't the right one. What the fuck. What is this. I look at my phone and IT FUCKING SAYS 9 FUCKING AM AGAIN WHAT THE SHIT GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. So here I am in the library typing my displeasure that I woke up an hour fucking early for abosolutely nothing and I'm fucking tired because I stayed up late with Sean last night and watched The Thomas Crown Affair and FUCKING SHIT I WANT TO KILL SOMEONE WHAT THE HELL. Ugh.
Fuck.
So we get drunk, and then he pulls me aside and expresses his displeasure with the way I acted with Allana. Apparently I was too friendly and too inviting and whatnot, and he was very displeased, but brought it up in a friendly manner and whatnot, so it was cool, but I didn't think I was out of line. My intentions were good, but shit I sound like a scumbag when I say some things. Plus I don't count couch cuddling with 3 people present out of line at all. I'm a snuggly sort of fellow. But I respect when guys are protective over their significant others, so I will think next time I engage in such activities.
ANYWHO. So we're drunk, and Shirtless O'30 rolls around and all of us are shirtless watching aquateen hunger force, andy and I fucked up on rum, and Sean fucked up on Codene because he took some tylenol from Haley, and he didn't know it was a Codene, so he's all fucked up from it. It was fun for a bit, but then I sprung into one of those seriously shitty and depressing drunks, and thought too much about everything. Weee fun. Really should have studied instead. Fuck.
THIS IS WHAT FUCKING SUCKS THE FUCKING MOST
So. Yesterday the clocks are all fucked up. Some things are setting back, some things aren't, and I don't have a fucking clue whats going on. I set my phone like 3 times, and I set it back again before I went to bed. So I wake up at WHAT I THINK is 9 am, get my ass ready, whatever. Then I leave the house and start walkin to class. I get there, and it isn't the right one. What the fuck. What is this. I look at my phone and IT FUCKING SAYS 9 FUCKING AM AGAIN WHAT THE SHIT GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. So here I am in the library typing my displeasure that I woke up an hour fucking early for abosolutely nothing and I'm fucking tired because I stayed up late with Sean last night and watched The Thomas Crown Affair and FUCKING SHIT I WANT TO KILL SOMEONE WHAT THE HELL. Ugh.
Fuck.