I'm going to argue that there is a certain sense of camaraderie in hangovers. It's said that people who experience a traumatic experience together grow closer than two people that have been friends/in a relationship for years. And lets face it, hangovers can be fairly traumatic. You know exactly the ones that I'm talking about. The ones in ( Read more... )

I am devious, sneaky, and foolish. I'm sorry. I don't mean it. Oh wait... yeah, I kinda do.

I have a problem.... a split personality, if you will. I come on tough but eventually give in, just like a mother gives into a screaming toddler in the super market ( Read more... )

It's one thing to be know as the token drunken slut. That seems to be commonplace in colleges these days. However, it is quite another to be the "bloody" drunken slut. Then you just KNOW that the bitch has been used and abused. Last night I was the bloody drunken slut and this my account of the events that led up to that point. How does one ( Read more... )

I miss people that are down to get down. Kids, lets step it up, please. This is one of the reasons that I miss, not high school, but ASB. They were always so down. No questions asked just an, "Ok... Lets go." I really miss the spontaneity that we had as a group. So chill ( Read more... )

I did this thing circa 2004 so I decided that I should update it ( Read more... )

I tell my uncle over dinner last night that I would eventually like to transfer to an east coast school. His reaction ( Read more... )

You may have moved on, but you will never move up. Gross and pathetic.

It is so amazing to know that what I have now is so much better than what I once thought was the best.

I'm going to be honest.

Deep down, I really do have bad intentions.

And won't you think I'm pretty
When I'm standing top the bright lit city
And I'll take your hand and pick you up
And keep you there so you can see
As long as you're alive and care
I promise I will take you there
And we'll drink and dance the night away

....soooo fitting