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so i actually decided against my better judgement to go out tonight. get into the college scene. actually wear my halloween costume
it started out with me leaving my cell phone at my friend karens apartment and then getting kicked hardcore on the shuttle bus to campus. first frat party blew. and i made friends with a red sox fan. enough said. we left
went to another frat party where we run into our friend alex becuause hes in it. the party blows. karen tries to get me to hook up with gary. gary gets me to take a shot in the attic. before hand i give my purse to karen to hold. gary and i for some reason are hagning out in the attic not hooking up for like everrrr. when i decide to be social karens left and so has my purse with my sweater, my keys, my money, credit cards, everything. gary tells me after he smokes some weed in 5 minutes hell drive me home. im in no position to argue so im grateful. in half an hour im flippipng a shit and am just like please drive me home now. and he refuses to drive but to walk instead thinking she lives close to campus even though i told him 10 times she lives near me. hes like fuck that im not walking and youre not driving my car because i dont even know you. i fliiiip out and go bitch on his ass. they boys all say that im a bitch and tell me to walk home myself so i was like fine ill walk fucking home by myself with no sweatshirt nothing. and they were like leave bitch. so i sat outside the frat house crying until these guys passed and were like well get you to where you need to go. i drove because i was the most sober. we got pulled over twice. i had no license. ive been drinking and im under 20. the works. got no tickets at all. one of them thanked me for babysitting the boys. i finally found my friend alex who is in the frat in teh library and im sitting ehre in my minnie costume waiting for himt to finish studying which he will never finish. i have no idea how i will get anywhere tomorrow. and if i have to start calling my credit card companies and with what phone. my life is like over. of course this would fucking happen to me. of fucking course. like wheres my breaking point. when do i crack. its fucking coming. it started with the god damn tuna can slicing my finger open yesterday.
its a good thing i have a fucking sense of humor.
it started out with me leaving my cell phone at my friend karens apartment and then getting kicked hardcore on the shuttle bus to campus. first frat party blew. and i made friends with a red sox fan. enough said. we left
went to another frat party where we run into our friend alex becuause hes in it. the party blows. karen tries to get me to hook up with gary. gary gets me to take a shot in the attic. before hand i give my purse to karen to hold. gary and i for some reason are hagning out in the attic not hooking up for like everrrr. when i decide to be social karens left and so has my purse with my sweater, my keys, my money, credit cards, everything. gary tells me after he smokes some weed in 5 minutes hell drive me home. im in no position to argue so im grateful. in half an hour im flippipng a shit and am just like please drive me home now. and he refuses to drive but to walk instead thinking she lives close to campus even though i told him 10 times she lives near me. hes like fuck that im not walking and youre not driving my car because i dont even know you. i fliiiip out and go bitch on his ass. they boys all say that im a bitch and tell me to walk home myself so i was like fine ill walk fucking home by myself with no sweatshirt nothing. and they were like leave bitch. so i sat outside the frat house crying until these guys passed and were like well get you to where you need to go. i drove because i was the most sober. we got pulled over twice. i had no license. ive been drinking and im under 20. the works. got no tickets at all. one of them thanked me for babysitting the boys. i finally found my friend alex who is in the frat in teh library and im sitting ehre in my minnie costume waiting for himt to finish studying which he will never finish. i have no idea how i will get anywhere tomorrow. and if i have to start calling my credit card companies and with what phone. my life is like over. of course this would fucking happen to me. of fucking course. like wheres my breaking point. when do i crack. its fucking coming. it started with the god damn tuna can slicing my finger open yesterday.
its a good thing i have a fucking sense of humor.