IM FUCKED
So my floor went bowling last night. My roomate and I along with the res of the floor decide to have a few drinks (mr. Boston's 100 proof). We get to the bowling alley and within 5 minutes Mike is arguing with the manager about his drink. I droped the bowling ball 3 times infront of him and fell over putting my shoes on. He threatens to call the cops on us and kicks us out. I have blacked out at this time and cannot remember anything. I am told though that my RA drove us back and met with the Residence Director for my building who i proced to puke in front of. So now I'm going to be on probation and what have you. Shitty.
Oh yeah I deleted my myspace.
Oh yeah I deleted my myspace.