Ok. So that thing with Justin was a DISASTER in every sense of the word.
But I never got emotionally attached to him, well, not enough for it to cause me to be on the rebound anyways. Besides, things would have ended before they started had he not been so into trying to kiss me.
But enough about relationshits.
So I went to Lincoln college over the weekend, and nobody there can take a shot of rum, vodka, or any spirit, without chasing it with gatorade or something. SO LAME.
I think I won for "most balls" in the drinking game I invented, I call it: do you have balls? Basically you have to take a shot of rum for a point, if you don't finish the shot or chase it with something, you get no points.
I beat everybody at the party.
BOOYA
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