Get drunk and text yourself
Sometimes... I confess that I think things happen for a reason. Like me and two of my friends found this drugged young girl lying in the bushes on campus, called for ambulance and cops, took care of her and made sure she was all right. We also made sure she would call us tomorrow so one of the girls could talk to her as she apparently was a total mess and if noone would help her get back on the right track she would just fall deeper into the abyss...
A lot of things happened tonight, some I approve, some I regret, but they all led to that and I don't think that was a coincidence. I am very happy with my own performance tonight and I will for sure sleep well without anything worrying me. There are a lot, A LOT of dicks and random sick people, but there are also a lot, A LOT of genuinely nice, friendly, helpful and kind people out there.
//7 am fuck me nee sleep zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Drugged? On what?
We don't know but her behaviour when we met her was definitely not caused by alcohol, that's for sure.
How is she doing?
GANGNAM STYLE HAS JUST REACHED ARGENTINA. I mean, I've known the existence of this song for a while, but now everyone knows it. I'm getting scared... I just can't help thinking that one day in a night club some DJ will...
and we will be dancing...
Oh the horror...
I confess that I've basically just slept through my first class (aka the only class I give a shit about this semester).
I've never done that before, what the hell? And there's no way I'm driving 45 minutes there and back for calculus, no way in hell.
So I confess that today I completely skipped class! XD *should probably do some homework/studying to make up for it*
Nawww, I'll probably play some video games. I'm turning into a baddddd kitty!
I confess for a few months now... I have had no emotional attachment to anyone. I've given up on trying for a relationship... And you know what... I haven't been happier in a very long time.
I confess that I saw a guy walking on campus today. I kept imagining walking up to him, grabbing him by the front of the shirt, just kissing him, and then walk away quickly. It's been a while since I've felt that kind of attraction towards someone. I started walking faster, and then 2:20 hit and an enormous crowd came out of Preston Hall and he was gone.
I don't think I would have actually done it. What I really wanted was to see his face. But if I had been tipsy, I bet you $50 I would have done it.
I confess that I'm starting to get into this weird zen of a perpetually moving forward semester. I can never rest for a second. I've got hard classes (UPPERDIV electromagnetism, UPPER DIV complex analysis, GRE study class, and a music culture class - all of which I have homeworks due in the next four days, FUCK), hard research (oh hai presentation at conference in three months with results I do not yet have), legal and family matters (arglebargle BILLS), wrapping up another research project, and being the acting co-VP of my university chapter's SPS (which has been defunct for years; I'm designing new programs and calling in my contacts to seek sponsorship for various activities; but I haven't been given a position because the president is a motherfucking wuss - don't know what the hell I saw in that manchild pansy to begin with - who can't fire the losers he has in named positions.)
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! I AM LOSING MY MIND AND IT IS NOT EVEN A MONTH INTO THE SEMESTER YET.
Oh. And morons are the bane of my existence right now. "Like dude, we can get GOOGLE to sponsor this!" Retard, do you even KNOW Google?! Why yes I do, and no they wouldn't give a SHIT about a physics club.
And my monthly AnE fix is late.
Earthforge! Hang in there, you'll make it! Good luck.
I confess that I feel sort of lonely again. And I know why. I'm just not in love. And I feel sort of unhappy. But I'll wait a bit more.
I feel so immature. ._.