|sitting with the girls (bonus, all about the stabbing)
||[Sep. 4th, 2004|09:18 pm]
It's a saturday evening, I'm sitting here with Kim and Leticia getting high on nutmeg. Yeah, that's possible. Anyway, it's been a pretty good week, last weekend was weird. Here's a summary;|
Brian and I got some beer, pre-gamed it, and headed to a friends' house to smoke and drink, which was a great time, talkin about nothing, fearing a nasty fall from their balcony. Anyhoo, around 3 we decided to call a cab (big mistake), and had to pick up a completely swackered guy downtown, and go through a sobriety checkpoint. Brian is great to hang out with, though.
As you've prolly heard, I have to fill out a drug log every time I do anything, even caffeine. The trouble is, I usually don't remember exactly what I did, as days tend to fade into eachother. I'm glad I'm not the only one who slept in this morning.
Last night I pre-gamed it again with some peeps, then went to a party on Broad Street with Rachelle, (qui parle français), a pig came buy but didn't really bother anyone, cept if you were littering. That's certainly more than I can say for UP, who I swear have busted all of my friends for something or else.
A couple days ago, there was a stabbing right outside my dorm. I didn't see any of the guys involved, but it was really creepy nonetheless, as they were roommates and I guess it was drug related, although nobody seems to know for sure. It's weird how people can fuck up their lives so quickly, eh? Of course it was disturbing, as I contemplated "What kind of school is this?", but on the other hand, there was a very nice pic of me on the cover of the paper and in the background of the TV news that night.