I am a Drama Queen?

Mar 08, 2009 22:20

Bob has trashed the room. Excellent. The dick threw a fit because I backed out of some stupid party last night, and spent the evening with Nat and Celeste. So today, when I finally get back to the room, yeah. I'm not entirely sure how me managed to so some of this shit, though I suppose I should be grateful that my bed wasn't on the roof or something. Top it off, he was passed out in the middle of the floor, covered in vomit and piss.

I kid you not.

He used to call me the Drama Queen, but really? Really?

He has been such a piece of shit lately. But you know, maybe I'm a sucker because I dragged his happy ass to the showers and turned the water on. Even made sure he wouldn't drown before I called Colin to bring over some clothing for the asshole. And of course I was stuck cleaning everything else up.

I think I almost made myself sick. But like hell I was leaving it for him to clean up or it would never get done.

Luckily for me, I guess, I am up to date on all my classwork. It only took all of Friday and most of Saturday. Stacy commented that it was nice to see my shining face even if it wasn't anywhere but the common room. Because the library is way the fuck over on campus, and Bob is impossible to study around.

God, am I as bad as him when I'm drunk/high? Christ!

Either way, if Bob ends up on the news dead...I didn't do it. I swear.

who: bob, where: new york, ic, blog, school stuff, where: dorm, rp, text

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