lovedrug has the silliest lyrics

brianne and i are trying to memorize them now. because they're so terrible. i missed her. we hung out last night and wednesday as well. it was good.

weekend recap:
went thrifting with mercahdaze and marissa on friday after dissent. bought good things! a navy floral chiffon blouse, a red and black sequined print sweater, a purple jersey dress, a poppy mug with a humming bird handle, and a book of lists. and a bradley hathaway book with a cd. nerd. i forget about that dude. then i got all dressed up. i felt pretty. but in all actuallity i probably looked like a hooker. james got dressed up too. ran into juliana on the way out of the building and she ended up coming as well as camilo. went to old city and saw some artzzzz. and a sweet ass modern dance/breakdance group do a piece called 'toybox' that was really awesome. then we walked to ho sai gai. juliana and i had terrible dragon sting drinks. very potent. rum and tequila and something that's 151 proof something. came back buzzed and i got a text from christine saying journalism boy was at the corona house so i like. ran there. opportunity knocks! and very obviously pushed my way to the front of the keg line right next to him. and it was some serious pushing. then causually turned and said, "are you in my journalism class?" to which he of course responded yes, and i in turn replied "oh cool." "it's so weird that girl christine from our class is here too." "really? that's weird. . . " then i lose him. then i find him again. and corner him. and force him to talk to me. sike. it was a little better than that. and beth was there being hilarious. and there were a bunch of nice guys. and then we made follow-up plans. (spagehetti warehouse with a group but you have to start somewhere, right?) and he asked for my number and gave me his and he texted me yesterday. OH! and just to make my intentions clear (as if they weren't completely obvious already) i added towards the end of our conversation, "i always thought you were really cute." to which he smiled and said something that i didn't hear. either thanks or you too. or something along those lines. either one is good. the latter is better. but i'll take either. came back with christine and harassed alex in the study lounge. we're rooming together next year! excitement abounds! it'll be so super nice. went to bed super happy. hung out on antique row with jimmy yesterday and went to the dollar store on chesnut. bought some terrible things including a horrible santa decoration and a set of zebra print combs. then came back and took a nap with brianne and juliebare. then julie and i went to 17th and montgomery and bought a 30-pack of pabsts blue ribbon, stuffed it in two book bags, picked up brianne, and walked to 19th and poplar for the warehouse thing. all i had to eat was mint chocolate chip ice cream. poor decision. we were chugging these beers and playing silly drinking games like 'drink every time you pass a pole!' or 'everytime that couple is super awkward!' met juliana and camilo and aaron there. and aaron's friends. and dave! so good! and there was a barrel fire! and good music! and i had a book bag full of beer! which was so good! and i just kept chugging that shit because my bag was too heavy. ended up agreeing to make-out with aarons nerdy skinny friend ben. did that for like. five minutes. terrible. kept dancing and crushing cans with my feet. after ten beers things got bad and fuzzy. long story short i ended up throwing up all over julie and some kids apartment. no bueno. and brianne coat got stolen. such is life. i feel bad but i must move on.

i've watched the santa clause five million times already. including twice in a row yesterday morning. like. literally. and i watched it then watched it again right after. and now i'm just procrastinating on a paper. singing with brianne and facebook stalking. the usual.

i think i might have pink eye? my eye is all swollen and teary and pink. no bueno! but it'll get better. i'm just so proud that i finally talked to that kid. even if nothing comes of it i just feel better about myself for making a move. yeah man! pat muhself on the back! i think i'm going to go to beach house on saturday. and anna will be here! joy! and christmas at brianne's on sunday! and then finals! and ooooooo so many good things! i'm so looking forward to things! christmas soon! oh and gurav and steve and anthony and kurt and sam and james were all at that party on friday! which was so good! and christina paul! and i met a variety of other nice people. oh! and anthro girl was at ho sai gai! with dan suraci! so weird! i asked if they were there for the fine asian cuisine to which that dumb bitch replied "we're hear for the booze!". dumb fuck. all around. dumbfuck? or dumb fuck? or dumb-fuck? all of them. that's what she is. i need to write this paper.