So I fumbled through my clothes and found my cleanest, dirty shirt.

I woke up late for class. Kristina forced me into letting her squirt whip cream into my mouth last night at work and BAM! it's all over my hair, in Alex's bookbag, all over the back room. It was a mess. Anyways, I woke up late for class and didn't have time to wash it out of my hair. I kind of like it though because my hair looks curly now. Kind of like Britney's Spears' in that music video "Crazy."

Martini night was so much fun. I didn't realize I would be so wasted off such a seemingly small amount of alcohol. I heard a great girl-fight in the washroom. Three girls were crammed into one stall (who were all presumably best friends) and they were having a fight because one of the girl's boyfriends had kissed both of her best friends. It was so great. I love girl drama so much. One of the girls said that before the dirtbag boyfriend kissed her he said: " I will have my cake.....and eat it too.....muah, muah, muah." Can you imagine a guy telling you he wants to eat a cake (whether metaphorical or literal is irrelevant) and then eating your face? I want that to happen to me sometime.

Tonight is Walk THA Line!

Tomorrow is school, paper, hanging out with my mom. Friday is death shift.

I wish I had an interesting life. Maybe I should make this blog more pet-oriented or should start taking random men back to the Brentwood. I don't think it's so bad, besides, Nicole does it all the time. I got to start my period a week early. Jealous? I have to go, Erin will punch me out if i'm late. bye.