Well, there's lots to say about this week, but we'll see how much I get posted because, let's face it, I'm lazy. And hungry. But mostly lazy.
Thursday was a day and a half, let me tell you. Siobhan and I went to WEM because she wanted me to see a dress and I needed printer ink, so that was productive. On our way out, we saw these three 14 year old hoes and one was wearing a shirt that covered pretty much nothing. I mean it was cut down to her belly button and her A-cup bralessness was pretty much falling out all over the place. And yes, I was staring. I mean, that was the point of the shirt (or lack thereof), was it not? Well, snotty friend decided it wasn't was all "WHAT?!" as we walked by and then snickered to her friends. How cool. And then we had our margarita party, which was fantabulous. I definitely had three and a half shots and felt delightful after. Patches gave Kris* a massage that was apparently so good that Kris would "take it up the ass for a massage". Anywho, after many interesting things that I don't particularly remember, Kris and Jamie went home, and Siobhan and I stayed over in Mark's huge ass bed. God I love that bed. And then I had an 8 o'clock lab on Friday morning. Woot.
We went to the dinner theatre Eating Raoul staring Creepy Guy** because Brad was in it and he wanted me to come, so a bunch of us went. It was actually pretty funny, and the food was fairly good. Especially the desert. And then later I definitely fell asleep at Mark's without realizing it and Siobhan left me and I woke up at 9 30am and realized holy shit I have to get ready for choir today! AHHHHHHHHHHHH and why the hell was I dreaming about Dom...And where the hell am I? It was quite the stressful waking up. I don't reccommend it. And then choir was just long and boring and stupid, so I won't comment on that vexatiousness.
And now it's today. Huzzah! Time to do homework...
*who was incredibly drunk, I might add
** who happens to be in two of my classes...buhhh
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that's more exciting that my weekend- I just worked and did homework...and studied, but I guess that counts as homework too. I just put it down so that I'd have one more thing "interesting" to be doing on the weekend.
-Hope
P.s. Just out of curiosity- how big is Mark's bed?
WOAH!!!!
Mare...I haven't been keeping myself updated!!! AHHH!
Oh well...I guess that's why, upon reading this post, I find myself thoroughly confused. While I do enjoy the "vexatiousness" immensely, I find myself wondering "WHO IS CREEPY GUY??" Usually I am well-aquainted with the creepers of the world, but somehow, this one has slipped by me (can't say that I'm disappointed or anything, just puzzled). WHO is creeper?? Is he pursuing you (bleeeehhhhh!)...or does creeper = drunken dude...like Marty the naked guy, from Gilmore Girls???? Oh well, if creeper truly is doing some thorough creeping,just give me his home address and I'll take him out for you ;)
Talk to you later,
Clare
no, Clare, I'm the one whose well aquainted with the creepers of the world.
-Hope
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