Don't expect anymore 'til Christmas.
Just kidding.
I have nothing better to do.
Anyways, I've come to a decision:
I don't think I'm going to go to anymore indie-kid parties. All the girls are too pretentious/self-righteous, and all the guys are too girly.
Last time I went to one I got bitched out because the girl whose shoes I had to put on for her [because she was too drunk to see] were a pain in the ass, and there was a guy in the bathroom crying about how his girlfriend broke up with him.
You think I'm joking, but really... this happened.
oh, also, I'm pretty sure I kicked down someone's door or something, so I think all the indie kids on campus hate me now, too. In my defense, I was too drunk to even remember if I did it (I just remember someone accusing me and me denying it), but i distinctly remember that they DID ask me to help open it. If you're going to ask Optimus prime to help with something, you better be prepared to accept the full consequences of such a request.
So yeah, no more indie friends for me.
Showing posts with label vomit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vomit. Show all posts
Monday, October 1, 2007
How to tell if your life is pathetic:
- If you are me. That's just sad.
- If you spend so much of your time drunk and miserable that you'd rather clean vomit in people's apartments than leave, just because there's still a few people in the apartment. (see: If you are me)
- If you write blogs about how pathetic your life is, and you're not entirely sure that the people reading it will understand that it's a joke (see: #1 & #2)
- If you just read this.
- If you just read this AND it's a pretty accurate description of your life.
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