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12.12.2011
Is it that I am lazy, or that I work really well under pressure? I don't exactly know, but I am always leaving things to the last minute. I need deadlines. DEADLINES, I say!
In the HOL again, trying to write some essays up - due tomorrow - and failing miserably. Yes. I am miserable. I am to write three essays. THREE. They aren't very long (about 1000 words each), and yet the beginning always gets to me. I can never find an interesting enough topic to start them. How come it is, that I can write a blog post of a thousand words, but I cannot do schooling? Ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous.
How is your life? Mine is peachy.
Went to a party the other night. A big one. Started out with roughly 75 kids under the age of 15, then after the "cops were called", they scattered, and the house was emptied. Only the cool people remained. Meaning the ones who were legal and/or too drunk to give a damn. I was 'and'. Drunk and legal. And eventually high, too, although where I procured the weed I have no idea. Second night in a row, though. What a way to start the Christmas break, eh?
I suppose that means I was cool. Briefly. Awesome.
That night, I was hit on countless times. By young, unattractive strange boys, and men I already knew. The latter, I never thought would happen, but oho, you never know when alcoholism hits the soul. I was very flirty, which didn't help, I suppose. Some guys even had girlfriends. Jesus, Kate. Remember, you're not just a whore - you're a classy whore. For CEO's or athletes.
I drank half of a bottle of Jagger. HALF. Does that make me a drunk? I wore high heels the whole night and krunked out to random rap songs. Ate some alcohol-infused caramel-flavoured whip cream, smoked some cigs and song non-cigs, hit on some poor, unsuspecting boys and then got a ride home. It was 3am. We ate cheerios, noodles, and then passed out.
Sounds like a great night, right? It makes me a little sad that I'm going to go home for weeks and not see anyone. I'm sure I'll manage, though.