i’m back home from college and my cats are constantly following and watching me as if they’re trying to remember who i am and this morning i woke up and bumped my head into one of them because it was watching me sleep
creepy ass shit, that was.
I’d like to take these few seconds to blame the following for my current and ongoing academic failure:
- my bed
- friends who like to party
- living alone thus maintaining an actual house
- incomprehensible Italian accents that my professors have
- my somewhat newfound and undying love for procrastination
We went to the Oh Land concert last night and these girls made me do Long Island shots in the bathroom. And when I say shots, I mean shot the normal sized cups I had. I remember seeing the band, I remember wearing awesome heels and I remember coming home and drinking even more for some reason but I’m not sure what actually went down last night but the house was too trashed when I woke up and there were people sleeping on my floor and bed.