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It is spring break and I am so fucking bored. SO bored that I now have a different cut and color of hair, a few favorites on both American Idol and Top Model, black finger and toenails, a concern in the fates of Hope and Beau on "Days of Our Lives", and a new high score on Spider Soliaire...all without leaving the house (including the hair, daring, I know). I can't think of anything interesting or entertaining to write, but I really have nothing better to do.
I should be in Mexico right now getting laid and drinking Margaritas, that's sort of the normal college spring break thing to be doing right? Sitting on the beach breeding cancer cells in the day and venereal diseases at night. It's a low low bottom one has reached when that sounds appealing. I don't even have cable so I can't live vicariously through the example-setting antics of my oh-so-extreme peers at the MTV beachouse. Switching bathing suits and licking whipped cream off of one another so Ludacris or Michelle Trachtenberg can control which one of them gets an i-pod based on who's ketchup and mustard tatoo is the most artistic....oh to be in their sandals.
Remember in high school when the people on Road Rules seemed intelligent? I miss those days, when I did nothing but hope for college spring breaks where everyone road-trips and has discussions worthy of those road-rule confessionals. I feel like this entry is unusually random.
Anywho, that's my current longing in something larger than a nutshell, I just want to be stupid and drunk and slutty right now, as the natural order (and by that I mean the mass media) has deemed I should be. It's spring break for fuck's sake! Y'all have your break next week so I implore you, go out and do what is expected of you...be a moron, it's a hell of a lot more fun than sitting at home and being all...responsible and shit.
I should be in Mexico right now getting laid and drinking Margaritas, that's sort of the normal college spring break thing to be doing right? Sitting on the beach breeding cancer cells in the day and venereal diseases at night. It's a low low bottom one has reached when that sounds appealing. I don't even have cable so I can't live vicariously through the example-setting antics of my oh-so-extreme peers at the MTV beachouse. Switching bathing suits and licking whipped cream off of one another so Ludacris or Michelle Trachtenberg can control which one of them gets an i-pod based on who's ketchup and mustard tatoo is the most artistic....oh to be in their sandals.
Remember in high school when the people on Road Rules seemed intelligent? I miss those days, when I did nothing but hope for college spring breaks where everyone road-trips and has discussions worthy of those road-rule confessionals. I feel like this entry is unusually random.
Anywho, that's my current longing in something larger than a nutshell, I just want to be stupid and drunk and slutty right now, as the natural order (and by that I mean the mass media) has deemed I should be. It's spring break for fuck's sake! Y'all have your break next week so I implore you, go out and do what is expected of you...be a moron, it's a hell of a lot more fun than sitting at home and being all...responsible and shit.