adventures of a psychopathic magnet

Everything Is Right With The World.

Or at least my little world. Why? Because it is 4am, I am not going to lie, I am drunk, I have been to three parties tonight and I passed all of my classes this semester. All of them. Even Anthro, which is impressive seeing as she handed us the exam and i almost started crying, it was that hard., shit you not.
The parties were fun. there was a bit of a scare at the first when there were cops lingering near by and i couldn't find my driver. That was a low point. But it all worked out in the end. Rocio not only made me go to the bathroom with her but climbed out a window and i attempted to catch her. That was a little rough. There was dancing, singing. The police showed up and those of us in thebasement holding the dance party freaked out a little, turned down the stereo and sang while we danced. The second party was..........interesting. There was a wind sock hanging in the neighboring yard that looked just like a dead baby sitting in a swing of some sort. And though we all knew that the chances of it being an actual dead baby were slim to nil, it was still the creepiest thing i have ever seen and i have walked into graveyards were the bodies have been dug up. Anyway, in our drunken state someone decides that they are going to jump the fence and find out what it really is, the flashlights just aren't doing it. So Mike jumps the fence, with a knife mind you, and goes and cuts down the "dead baby" which in fact is a frog windsock. in the process the fence is broken. Like broken broken. Nails pulled out and everything, so Nick and i try to fix it so the dogs won't get out. I don't think it worked so well but oh well. Then we decided to set off for a third party that we heard was being held by Travis. We couldn't find the house. So we set off for my house. On the way we saw that my new neighbor and aquaintence from Art History and Club Smash was on his front porch with friends. We cruised down the street and up the alley to go see him. He, thinking we were someone else, came running down the sidewalk to greet us. It ended up that the Beau Nick knew from Catholic school was the same Beau I knew from Art History and other events. So we hung out on his porch with him and his friends for an hour or so, then i walked the three blocks down the hill to my house where I decided that it would be an awesome idea to blog in my current state instead of sleep a little while longer before I have to get up and work. I am thinking this was a bad idea and i will most likely regret it. Oh well too late now.

posted by lulu @ 4:38 AM