Seriously, I've had a good weekend (and that song was just on in Meg's car). Well, mostly good. Last night started off kind of lame, bonfire by myself for a bit, and then I ran into Ave, Keith, Matt, and Aaron, and we all ended up chilling in Ave's room to pregame, right next to mine. Went upstairs to Keith/Matt's, another shot, and then walked outside...only to find Emily and Holly and John, who came up for some water, Em got socks, and then we went out with a bowl by Gardens. Got into Clarke, found Sarah and Zoey and Smirnoff, then took the bus downtown, where we found a party and Henry and the Booth crew. Em and I went upstairs looking for a bathroom and found instead...AIR HOCKEY AND A KEG. It was like motherfucking Christmas. Needless to say, it became a drinking game quickly, and somehow Emily's friend came by to pick us up and drive us back. This morning, I woke up to a call from Meg, TWLOHA founder/president here, because I missed my ride and she wanted to make sure I was okay...oops. Still fucked up, I decided to pop an Aderall, took the bus downtown, and sat for five hours in the rain and wind to table...it was AWESOME. No lie. I had such a great time laughing and freezing and buying merch and doing henna on people. My people didn't come down to see me, which was upsetting because I was banking on them being there, but whatever. People flake a lot here. I'm still buzzing around on the shit from earlier, so now it's time to get some feeling back into my body, do work, and chill with Ave until later. WOO.
Also, dear self of tomorrow, when you read this and wonder...yep, you're cruising on minimal sleep, a long night, a pill and a few bites of pizza. College, bro.
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