JESUS FUCK SHIT
It’s been a while, sorry about that. I’m horrible at this. MAYBE ONE DAY I can actually do this on the daily.
Well lets see, where did we leave off… WEDNESDAY!
Ok! So, not much happened during the day. I was lucky enough to sleep in since I had no French that day, and just had my Psych course. I went through the works no problem. I did some studying and work the rest of the day until about 9ish when I had a friend from band (who is considering the fraternity), and two brothers over for drinking and merriment. They got me pretty fucked up (it was their plan cause those assholes love to see a drunk Matt, apparently I’m even funnier and more lovable drunk), and it was a fun as hell night. One brother even passed out on my couch, oh the irony of him calling me a lightweight.
Thursday, I was pretty fucking hung over for that day. I skipped my morning French course because what is functioning? lol eventually I had a gig to do with the band, which was badass, playing in the LA Convention center for some ski convention (which had easily a few hundred people watching us). After that I basically went home, showered, and got ready for a party over at the fucla Theta Chi’s house. Brothers and I pregamed at one bro’s apartment, then we all took cabs over to Westwood. It wasn’t too crowded when we got there, but eventually brothers from motha fuckin Long Beach came in two busloads of brothers and girls.
THEN THE PARTY STARTED.
The amount of alcohol I drank was ungodly, but it was great that night. I ended up hooking up with two, almost three, girls in that night. I’m surprised I remember it, but definitely remember those experiences. Dayum, is all I gotta say. Dem long beach and ucla girls can show you a good time. And get this, one of those girls: IS IN THE GODDAMN FUCLA MARCHING BAND. Did I commit some sort of taboo by doing that? lol I feel like I did. Either way she is the only girl who I actually got her number (I may have gotten another, as some random number messaged me earlier, but she didn’t say where I met her so I’ll let that one go) and we are talking a lot :D she’s pretty cool to be honest, so we’ll see what happens in the near future (She’s a local girl too! Venice! How awesome is that?)
And after the party ended me and all the brothers went and ate at some little Mexican stand a block or so away from the house. Food never tasted so good. It may have been the drunkeness or maybe I hadn’t ate in forever, but it was damn good. Drunk food be the best food.
Friday, again, hungover like all hell. I need to stop all this drinking, my liver is gonna die on me soon at this rate lol. But I woke up around noonish, ran home, relaxed, and had work till midnight. Nothing special.
And incredibly not special today, as I had work for almost 9 hours. Love them long work days.
And now I am here, home, about to watch some youtube before knocking out. Have a good night y’all!
PS. Apparently half the guys who went to the fucla party can’t remember jack and are all of a sudden asking me what happened since I remember most of the night. Bitch, I was busy getting lucky, I ain’t yo babysitter, I can’t keep tabs on everyone ahaha
Song of the Day:
Like Nobody Else - My Darkest Days