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Had classage this morning. Hung out with Amy from like 3:30 to 6:30. We spent most of the time lying on the grass in the sun.. where I fell asleep. She gave me a bottle of afri cola she had gotten for me. I was way stoked. That stuff has more caffiene in it than JOLT. We ate in the DC, it was steak night, which was pretty awesome.
Thereupon proceeded to the Internat'l Relations Student Assn (IRSA) North Korea Forum, which I was to moderate. That was fun. That lasted till shortly after 9:00.
From there I went to Garian's apartment down in Primero Grove where numerous people were gathered for her birthday. It was a bit like a freshman year reunion.. Ben was there (I met him and Garian both on my second day here), Jareh "personality of a scone" the hick.. other people. Eventually however they proceeded to the Grad, and so I myself went home. The End.
Time for another random feature:
WEIRD MESSEGES ON MY TELEPHONE
"Hello Kris's telephone, this is Vanessa's telephone, calling Kris's telephone, in regards to Kris wanting to Vanessa's telephone to call his telephone, so feel free to call back my telephone so I can talk to you, on your telephone" -Last Wednesday, February 26th, 23:12.
"Okay, number ONE that was the worst fuckin accent I have ever heard. You don't sound like that in real life, don't give me that kind of bullshit okay, your fuckin from ORANGE COUNTY dude your not from britain, or whereever the FUCK you are pretending you're from --{in the background, someone else, sounds like Amie Joe}fucking bullshit{back to Chris now}--. Number two: where the fuck are you fricky, I don't know where you are. And its pissing me off that you're not here. We have a party, we spent hundreds of dollars, I bought a fucking cake that said 'happy birthday fricke' and I'm PISSED OFF that you're not here okay. Number three: all the girls are like 'where's fricke?' and you know what they come to me and they're like 'where's fricke?' and I have to say 'I don't know' and that pisses me off because I'm getting these distractions all night. Okay. You're really pissing us off here tonight dude, especially me okay. I can't hang out and have fun; I'm getting people fucking bugging me about you all night and its pissing me off, and I'm pissed off, and I'm done with you okay." -Chris Mays, Friday night, March 1st, 2:06, probably drunk. (note: I sincerely doubt there was any actual semblance of a cake involved, as my birthday is not for three months and all...)
Thereupon proceeded to the Internat'l Relations Student Assn (IRSA) North Korea Forum, which I was to moderate. That was fun. That lasted till shortly after 9:00.
From there I went to Garian's apartment down in Primero Grove where numerous people were gathered for her birthday. It was a bit like a freshman year reunion.. Ben was there (I met him and Garian both on my second day here), Jareh "personality of a scone" the hick.. other people. Eventually however they proceeded to the Grad, and so I myself went home. The End.
Time for another random feature:
WEIRD MESSEGES ON MY TELEPHONE
"Hello Kris's telephone, this is Vanessa's telephone, calling Kris's telephone, in regards to Kris wanting to Vanessa's telephone to call his telephone, so feel free to call back my telephone so I can talk to you, on your telephone" -Last Wednesday, February 26th, 23:12.
"Okay, number ONE that was the worst fuckin accent I have ever heard. You don't sound like that in real life, don't give me that kind of bullshit okay, your fuckin from ORANGE COUNTY dude your not from britain, or whereever the FUCK you are pretending you're from --{in the background, someone else, sounds like Amie Joe}fucking bullshit{back to Chris now}--. Number two: where the fuck are you fricky, I don't know where you are. And its pissing me off that you're not here. We have a party, we spent hundreds of dollars, I bought a fucking cake that said 'happy birthday fricke' and I'm PISSED OFF that you're not here okay. Number three: all the girls are like 'where's fricke?' and you know what they come to me and they're like 'where's fricke?' and I have to say 'I don't know' and that pisses me off because I'm getting these distractions all night. Okay. You're really pissing us off here tonight dude, especially me okay. I can't hang out and have fun; I'm getting people fucking bugging me about you all night and its pissing me off, and I'm pissed off, and I'm done with you okay." -Chris Mays, Friday night, March 1st, 2:06, probably drunk. (note: I sincerely doubt there was any actual semblance of a cake involved, as my birthday is not for three months and all...)