5:00pm

Would you believe I'm at work? I always feel the way that guy did about his job in "Wanted". Same here, buddy. Today out of all days, I do NOT want to be here. Not after yesterday's events. I need some relaxing time. I've got 7 and 1/2 more hours to go.


So Last Night:
We danced.
We got a little buzzed.. and hot and sweaty..
We witnessed a War.. fucking Spartan in the Club
We got into arguments with our Boo's and threw curse words at each other
We got into Traffic Jamz and bumper to bumper parking lots
We heard Gun Shots for the first time, and potentially, the sound of someone's death.
We saw beautiful twirling Red and Blue lights fill up the streets.
We saw a hurd of officers and their larger than usual guns run across the Street.
We lost Danielles wallet with her entire life//information in it.
We went back and found Danielle's wallet. Thank God.
We got food and called our guests that would need to stay in our Rooms for the night.
I shelter'd 8 boys, only knowing 1 of them.
I got uncomfortbaly hit on the entire night.. pretended to be asleep avoiding awkwardness.
We kicked them out the next morning and washed our hair to shake the poof ball it had become in the club heat.

We laughed our asses off about everything that happened this morning over Sonic-except the death part.

Then me and Danielle watched The Office..


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and I forgot to mention the full blown Soccer/Soft ball game going on.. at 3am in the morning?

So we literally had shooting on one side of Campus, and Softball on the next. Same time.