Tuesday, August 19

This weekend i got REALLY drunk off two bacaradis at a Jumpsuit Dressup and 90's revival party. I had the best time dancing to Young MC and C & C music factory, then its all blank except that me and my housemates ran into my room knocked my stuff over and grafittied on my walls, I invited a bunch of lame strangers (in my enstupored state I invited them expecting a bunch of girls to show up to my room, take their clothes off and start dancing).

I woke up to a thoroughly trashed room, the only thing i remember is that i talked to a really beautiful girl and had an excellent connection to her, but i can only remember her name.. man i feel so stupid, also i cant even think about it because of this celibate thing and its just confusing, i think she said i had a perfect nose, i bet i told her she had a nice nose too. It's so weird remembering that you think you had a thing with someone and now knowing if you did or what it was about. I feel like such a jerk and I'm still sad that I can't remember..

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