I remember playing smash brothers for a short period of time. I remember being relatively civil to OrangeCrocks. I remember taking four guys back to my room and drawing great variations of cocks on my room mates dry erase board. (i.e rocket ship cock, banana cock, as well as a drawing of what we imagine her tits to look like). I remember Hanging out in my new Scottish friend's room ( we'll call him Scott ) with my friend (we'll call him Anus, due to past situations that have made this name fitting). I'm pretty sure that guy wanted to kill me because he was so tired and I talked so much. I remember being the last ones left to party. Nothing overly special, but a good night.
I woke up and realized the living room window had been egged. I hope this fulfills one of my goals to get a formal apology letter from Zak. From this point on I'll call Zak Ginge because I'm not a big fan of using real named. I'll go back over my posts eventually and change his name to Ginge everywhere.
Now looking back on it, I should of taken advantage of the situation and went to Cabot in search of Dino, but on the other hand they had a fire alarm go off at like 3 in the morning, and there's no fun in that.
Also I found the courage to tell Anus that his jean jacket was hideous and it needed to be removed from his wardrobe desperately. That was actually probably a highlight.
I look forward to Friday night. Sadly, I can't go too off the wall because I have 4 midterms next week. I have one Friday that I should be studying for now. However, with procrastination comes immediate happiness, and stress later. We'll worry about the stressful part when we get there.
Everyone cross your fingers that I see Dino this weekend!
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