today is ( Read more... )

got an old retainer you don't want? I want it.

let me know.

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This is going to be a bi-weekly post (hopefuly) of all the deliciously hillarious things Mirijana Rodo-whatever my Forensic Anthropology prof says. The funny thing about her is not that english is her second language, she's aiight with it, it is the manor in which she says thing, and how absolutely rediculous she is. Always uggs, always coloured, ( Read more... )

I'm not even going to lie to you friends, sometimes having a bad hangover is really just the thing a girl needs to take a day off school work and chill ( Read more... )

drunk and soaked. no better way to be aon a thursday eve.

cough.

alright, I'm a horrible drunk. do you see now why I never drink in public? g-ross.

and despite my absolute best efforts (bread, water like no one's bussiness - I remember this because I pee'd a record amount of times last night; advil and extra time to get ready in the morning) I am still a hung over mess. and I do painfully (my back can attest to ( Read more... )

just so you know, last night hillary and I had a boob fight on the dance floor and she told me she would win because she had keys in hers and they would "cut [mine] up".

so so so much more to come.

I am so so so so so badly and blotchily burnt.

shit.

(from under my boobs to my knees. thankfully/horridly, everything that is covered by clothing).