[19:19] strangleberry: like i was sittin gin the back of the room
[19:19] strangleberry: and sean came back
[19:19] strangleberry: and he said i was as red as a beet
[19:19] strangleberry: and kenny said he could smell alky from the aisle
[19:19] strangleberry: and everyone who saw me was like did you drink?
[19:19] strangleberry: omg it’s 6pm!

haaaahahahahaha
i miss 303. we were so dedicated to partying that we had an official “calendar ‘o fun” with a strict drinking/partying schedule.

hey, at least she didn’t go to a PFLAG (parents, friends, and families of lesbians and gays) meeting drunk….. at 5PM…. haaaaahahah

oh how i miss them so.

1.) Where did you ring in 2006?
Steve’s place with the boys. Drunken madness. I passed out before midnight. I rock.

2.) What was your status by Valentine’s Day?
this question is stated as if I was planning to achieve something by then!

3.) Were you in school (anytime this year)?
BA baaabbbyyy

4.) How did you earn your keep?
webmaster job on campus

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I really am.
it’s good to know i’m out of my bum phase and back to productivity. back to LIVING! WOOOHOOO!!

All the best DJs are saving
The slowest song for last
When the dance is through
It’s me and you
Come on would it really be so bad?

Today, I made lasagna. I’m gonna perfect it like I did my “special” chocholate chip cookies.

I don’t remember the back story, but my family and I might have been on vacation or something, at some shady place, where there was a war going on. and I guess the battles had moved on into our hotel area, so we tried to grab all of our belongings to leave. My mom and dad were somewhere further off where we were supposed to eventually meet up with them, but my bros and I were packing our things until we heard “them” (the bad guys?) stomping thru the hotel hallways. So we hid. Within the sliding closet. I was on the side closer to the entrance, and my brothers were closer to the room wall. Some “enemy” guy walked in quietly to look for any valuables or something, and he opened the closet door, the one I was hiding behind. He grabbed me out, and didnt even bother to notice the two other ppl behind the other closet door, and he tried to man-handle me onto the bed. But (I guess because I’m so ridiculously strong?) my struggling stalled time, cuz I knew inside the closet, my brothers were reaching for some emergency golden pistols. They were loading them, while I was stalling time. But it was scary nonetheless. I couldn’t understand what the bad guy was saying to me, but he pulled out his penis and made suggestive implications all while grabbing a tight hold of my wrist. A shot sounded and there was a hollow hole thru the guy’s penis. No blood, just a hole thru the shaft. The guy didn’t looked hurt, just looked down to examine himself. Another shot sounded and while he was still holding on tight to my wrist, my oldest brother had shot him in the chest. There was a time where nothing happened but we just watched his body to see what would happen. He was still holding on tight, and all I could think of was, “Shoot him again to make sure…” My oldest brother handed the pistol to my other brother who shot two to four times more in the chest. The grip around my wrist loosened a little. My brother looked at me with the pistol in hand with a look of, “Do you want to do it to make sure?” I shook my head. Both of them were confident, sure, and completely expressionless. We grabbed our things and left the room to meet up with our parents.

they’re so good.
…….

from when I went down to Riverside to surprise the boy. the roomies and i were waiting around impatiently for a few hours that they even set up a little decoy boobie-trap for kicks, the waterbottle on top of door trick. lawlz. pwned.

conventional oven is DEFINITELY better than microwaving it. tsk tsk tsk. look at all that melted crust. sigh. wasted.i also found this pic while google imaging “bagel bites”

lawlz.