Last night I chilled with some friends out in VDC at an apartment party. Played beer pong. Used my 3 point abilities to dominate sophomores.
Left, had to jump a couple sets of fences, drunk. Which was scary as shit, since I have a phobia of heights, and when you have been drinking a tad, the combination is just horrifying.
I originally wrote a page long dissertation about how much my being is in a blaze, but I'll just sum it up.
Yeah, I can't take this anymore. It's shit when the good in your life is always negated, and all that's left are the ones who are walking problems.
Love it.
Minimizing Contact. College doesn't stress me out. It's life that's broke my mind. A slow shatter through the years. And this isn't just another small crack in the glass, but it's an explosion of the transparent floor I've been lying on.
1. you sound slightly dramatic. not sure if it's how you actually feel or.... just how yo ufelt at the time, or....
ReplyDelete2. wtf beer pong at vdc! haha that sounds like fun. and i'm right down the road from that lol. and i'm jealous that you know sophomores. goddamn. i need to meet some lower classmen.
3. things super-change when you have a car. prime example- jerry cao.