Discretion is not my middle name with this entry; 'tevs.
- Tried mescaline for the first time and that was super fun. I just spent all night laughing at everything, but not in an obnoxious way (hopefully), rather in a "omg-my-friends-are-FUNNY" kind of way.
- Figuring out a costume FINALLY. Little Red Riding Hood. It was simple and cute. No pictures because, whoops, I forgot, and everyone took crap-tizastic pictures of me, or the pictures are decent but like shoulders and up.
- Running into this girl I kinda know, Laura Vitelli. Based on our few bumping intos and conversations that have not lasted more than 10 minutes, we've determined that we have a ton in common and would get along AMAZINGLY if we ever fucking made time for one another. You know those kind of people (minus the bit about never hanging out). Seriously, I met this girl at the end of first semester and we've yet to hang out (a lot my fault). We're both always swamped with school and stick to our small circle of close friends if we ever decide to go out.
- Running into RICH, my frat boy liason/what I see as "big brother" type for the first time since I've been back to school. We were both fucked up, but omg, Rich. I miss that kid so hard. I wish I had more free time :(
- Puking on State St. into a trash barrel in front of a bunch of cops and not being arrested.
- Rich stole a traffic cone from someone's porch and for the subsequent hour, proceeded to berate people's costumes through it from the balcony at Lauren and Ryan's house. "I've seen bluer wigs," and telling some guys wearing kilts that they were wearing skirts until they got all serious and up in his face and about 50 more insults. Hi-larious.
- KELLY
- Byron and I petting each other's hair for like 20 minutes.
- Staying up till fucking 8 AM goofing around and laughing with my best friends.
Conclusion: I am in a MUCH better mood and place mentally now than I was on Friday or the previous week. I don't know if this is a bad thing because of the drugs, but whatever. I feel like I needed Saturday night to get a gauge on things. Kinda like, if I'm not happy or reassured for awhile, I forget how to be not miserable really easily.
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OMGGGGG you guys, did you see the season finale of "Weeds"? Next season, there's no fucking way that they can fix how bad that shit gets unless it's with a dream sequence. Srsly, FUBAR.
- Figuring out a costume FINALLY. Little Red Riding Hood. It was simple and cute. No pictures because, whoops, I forgot, and everyone took crap-tizastic pictures of me, or the pictures are decent but like shoulders and up.
- Running into this girl I kinda know, Laura Vitelli. Based on our few bumping intos and conversations that have not lasted more than 10 minutes, we've determined that we have a ton in common and would get along AMAZINGLY if we ever fucking made time for one another. You know those kind of people (minus the bit about never hanging out). Seriously, I met this girl at the end of first semester and we've yet to hang out (a lot my fault). We're both always swamped with school and stick to our small circle of close friends if we ever decide to go out.
- Running into RICH, my frat boy liason/what I see as "big brother" type for the first time since I've been back to school. We were both fucked up, but omg, Rich. I miss that kid so hard. I wish I had more free time :(
- Puking on State St. into a trash barrel in front of a bunch of cops and not being arrested.
- Rich stole a traffic cone from someone's porch and for the subsequent hour, proceeded to berate people's costumes through it from the balcony at Lauren and Ryan's house. "I've seen bluer wigs," and telling some guys wearing kilts that they were wearing skirts until they got all serious and up in his face and about 50 more insults. Hi-larious.
- KELLY
- Byron and I petting each other's hair for like 20 minutes.
- Staying up till fucking 8 AM goofing around and laughing with my best friends.
Conclusion: I am in a MUCH better mood and place mentally now than I was on Friday or the previous week. I don't know if this is a bad thing because of the drugs, but whatever. I feel like I needed Saturday night to get a gauge on things. Kinda like, if I'm not happy or reassured for awhile, I forget how to be not miserable really easily.
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OMGGGGG you guys, did you see the season finale of "Weeds"? Next season, there's no fucking way that they can fix how bad that shit gets unless it's with a dream sequence. Srsly, FUBAR.