worst night of my life
i hate college.
so last night started off pretty well. my friend chris picks me up from my room and we go eat chipotle, (yum!) and then we go get ready back at his house for the "Preppy or Peppy" party. now, the parties have definately gone downhill since the beginning of the year, but i wanted to dress up and look cute anyway. now, i looked fucking awsome. i had my pink tweed high heels with my knee high pink socks with stars, a cute white mini skirt, a green sweater, and a white polo, complete with pink earrings and a cute bow in my hair. i looked preppy and hot! if thats possible. so we go on an beer run and when we get back, theres a bunch of guys there. nice. he was there. FUCK..
i hang out with a bunch of my guy friends and they ask if i'm over it, and i tell them i am even though i'm definately not. shit shit
so then i hang out in my friend justin's room because i dont want to see him because i'm still so sad. even though i shouldnt be. then, a knock on the door. its the cops, and my friend chris is dumb enough to let them in.
everyone bolts. i dont know whats going on since i locked myself in justins room. i walk out, and i'm a little tipsy. the cops come up to me. fuck.
i lied said i hadnt had anything to drink. he knows i'm lying. i break down crying, told him i was so depressed, i've already gotten an violation for drinking, and that if he could help me out that would be amazing. he didn't write me up or give me and MIC or MIP, but threw me in detox.
In Detox you lie on a mat with a sheet for FOUR hours with other wasted individuals who are throwing up all over themselves. i was crying and freaking out the whole time. so, i get let out at 3 am. call my friend chris to pick me up, and hes wasted. Fuck. THEY PICK ME UP ANYWAY! i had to wait like 45 minutes.. and only realized they were drunk when i got in the car. what a night....but i still didnt feel like dying so i made this girl who was in detox with me drive back to campus and then i drove them back to the beach. i hate boys.
was supposed to get away for the weekend and go to LA but my friends are dicks.
i'm also getting fat
so last night started off pretty well. my friend chris picks me up from my room and we go eat chipotle, (yum!) and then we go get ready back at his house for the "Preppy or Peppy" party. now, the parties have definately gone downhill since the beginning of the year, but i wanted to dress up and look cute anyway. now, i looked fucking awsome. i had my pink tweed high heels with my knee high pink socks with stars, a cute white mini skirt, a green sweater, and a white polo, complete with pink earrings and a cute bow in my hair. i looked preppy and hot! if thats possible. so we go on an beer run and when we get back, theres a bunch of guys there. nice. he was there. FUCK..
i hang out with a bunch of my guy friends and they ask if i'm over it, and i tell them i am even though i'm definately not. shit shit
so then i hang out in my friend justin's room because i dont want to see him because i'm still so sad. even though i shouldnt be. then, a knock on the door. its the cops, and my friend chris is dumb enough to let them in.
everyone bolts. i dont know whats going on since i locked myself in justins room. i walk out, and i'm a little tipsy. the cops come up to me. fuck.
i lied said i hadnt had anything to drink. he knows i'm lying. i break down crying, told him i was so depressed, i've already gotten an violation for drinking, and that if he could help me out that would be amazing. he didn't write me up or give me and MIC or MIP, but threw me in detox.
In Detox you lie on a mat with a sheet for FOUR hours with other wasted individuals who are throwing up all over themselves. i was crying and freaking out the whole time. so, i get let out at 3 am. call my friend chris to pick me up, and hes wasted. Fuck. THEY PICK ME UP ANYWAY! i had to wait like 45 minutes.. and only realized they were drunk when i got in the car. what a night....but i still didnt feel like dying so i made this girl who was in detox with me drive back to campus and then i drove them back to the beach. i hate boys.
was supposed to get away for the weekend and go to LA but my friends are dicks.
i'm also getting fat