Let’s just put it this way. St. Patrick’s Day was a spotlight, and for the rest of the weekend we’ll be wandering around in it’s shadow trying to find lost underwear and pick up the pieces of puzzles we angrily tore apart in a drunken rage. For some of us, it was the best night ever (until we found out the details from when we forgot). For others, we got into fights with our boyfriends that are severely damaging the rest of our weekends. Others… studied. Yeah, I know, right? Stupid.
1. Barth was around, but vaguely. Like in the corner of my recollection.
2. Gossip Girl blacked out and apparently tried her very best to fuck NotAGoodIdea. We’re all just guessing it didn’t work out.
3. The Roomie apparently did irreversible damage to her relationship with her boyfriend… like she does every week.
4. Blondie made out with the Ginger. Again.
5. Oh, and on Monday, Gossip Girl made out with Money. Which isn’t particularly a St. Patrick’s Day issue (AND SHE WASN’T EVEN DRUNK! Shocking!) but it all took place in the same shitshow of a week.
Now if you’ll excuse me, it is still spring and it is past seven in the morning. Which means I’m overdue for a drink.
1. Gossip Girl has already made all of the same mistakes she made last semester in, umm, one day? Two days? The point is she needs to boil her sheets in hot water and lye immediately because she feels dirty sleeping in them.
2. Everyone is trying to avoid buying books.
3. We’ve learned that it is a fact that Fisheyes is in like with Barth, but unfortunately (or fortunately? Depends on how you view him.) he isn’t coming back this semester. Or maybe ever considering the fact that he’s been whining for the past five months about this school.
4. Caliente likes Money - WHICH IS THE WEIRDEST FUCKING THING. Not because Money is mine but because Money is, like, opposite her type. He’s all nice and Christian and adorable and pale and she usually goes for… Pauly D.
1. Barth still has a crush on Fisheyes, despite the fact that he generally shits on her life (and Gossip Girl’s as well now that we’re getting to it).
2. Speaking of which, Gossip Girl is never speaking to Fisheyes again because he called her annoying. This has prompted Fisheyes to get mad at Gossip Girl back, which Gossip Girl absolutely loves because she lives on bad vibes.
3. Newb is officially off Mohawk apparently.
4. But unfortunately Gossip Girl still likes Stupid Fuck. It started a few weeks ago and it hasn’t stopped, much to her chagrin. Her friends have tried to get her to quit him, but it’s kind of not working. Sucks.
5. Newb invited Hong Kong and Gossip Girl over to her house. Shenanigans ensued.
Okay, gotta go because the Stupid Fuck himself has wandered over. Bye bye! :)
Barth started her own tumblr, which makes me feel sad. :( I want her on this one. I guess I’ll just have to report on what happens in her life too. Or at least the stuff she doesn’t want me to report on.
In the past few days:
1. Tango got appendicitis and was taken to the hospital.
2. Newbie was SHUT DOWN by her crush for the Beautificus Asian. :(
3. Gossip Girl was creeped on heavily by Fisheyes. AND I MEAN HEAVILY.
All kind of usual at this point. Nothing too funny to laugh about right now, though.
1. It’s been three days of being friends and Fisheyes has somehow figured out that I (Gossip Girl) have a deep-seated, crippling fear of intimacy and commitment. He’s like some kind of stoner savant.
2. There’s this showing of Avenue Q going on in Providence that I could EASILY get free tickets thorugh the school for but it falls directly on my Spanish lab. See this? My face, it’s broken. Just like my heart.
3. In fact, all sorts of scheduling timecrashes are happening right now. OL info meetings both fall on class times. Meeting for job falls on Spanish class. FUCK MY LIFE.
4. Is Barth still alive? She’s usually contacted me by this time of day about some shit that’s happened to her.
5. Lucky for me, aside from a small case of the sniffles, I seem to be whole and un-sick. My paper is finished, I’m well on my way to teaching myself Spanish for the test today, and other than my scheduling issues, I seem to have an okay moment for today. Cup of tea, Tumblr and little to no homework. Can this be right?
“I wanna see my limbs move. Just… ejaculate on my face.”
“Last week, I made an instrument out of like a Solo cup and some floss. That instrument was the shit.”
“They’re all like blahblahblahblahHO!”
“Gossip Girl, we could write a book based off of this night. It would be a bestseller.”
“I don’t want to be famous. Why do you think I took off my cast?”
“What’s happened though? Why’d you get it?”
“Umm… that’s another dirty story.”
