I finally got my tax return checks in the mail at home. It's about time. I have been suffering because I haven't had any money for so long. It has been torture.
The guys and I went down to Branch Creek and drank a few beers last night. It was pretty fun. We were redneck as hell on the way back, Relay was screaming "Yee Haw" like a million times, and the rest of us were screaming random shit out of the windows.
When we got back to CU we got out of the truck and were still yelling, and the R.D. of Wooddell looked out her window, and Jeremy saw her and waved at her... she waved back... pretty funny. We even had the bookbag with us that we were carrying the beer in, but all the beer was gone, so if they would've searched us they wouldn't have found anything.
The R.A.'s of Wooddell are trying their damnedest to catch us doing something wrong to fuck us over. But they won't, because we don't party on campus anymore. I think that they all need to get a life. Maybe they should go out and party instead of harrassing us just because we want to have a good time every once in a while. But... Blondie and Teenie Weenie love each other's cocks too much. So, what can ya do?
Well, I guess I am going to get off of here, maybe work on the webpage, maybe go to bed, watch Josh play Fable... something. Later.
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