renegadefuzz

So I got up for my calc class... that was pointless. I should go back to bed, but I feel like posting.

My bum still hurts like hell (pictures are still in random pics if you've not seen the massive bruise), and my head hurts as well because of DT initiation last night. Tequila is not my friend. Nope. I no likey Mr. Jose. He hurts me. My Russian friends don't, but Jose does. Oh well. I wasn't too bad last night. Poor Lindsay though.. she got sick and couldn't tell the difference between herself and the toilet. Poor girl... we took good care of her though..

So I might have convinced my family to come and visit me on Sunday. They'd only be up for one day, but I love my mummy and da, so it would be nice. We might even get to go out to Old Chicago pizza... tasty... I love their meat pizza just for the andouille sausage on it.. spicy and tasty! Good stuff!

Anyway... I wanna go talk to my boy...

*edit*

So mental note.. never try to take kool-aide packets from someone you know who smokes, especially when they are holding a cigarette under said kool-aide packets and you've forgotten that it's there. Yeah, so I'm going to have a neat circular scar on my ring finger on my left hand. I suppose if one could call it neat. My finger immediately blistered and then the blistered skin melted and I ended up being able to pull it off right afterwards... so now I just have a pink/white flesh hole where my skin used to be... joy. Oh well... at least it's an excuse to use pretty bandaides. (I love pretty bandaides.. best present anyone can get me... cheap too!) So my finger hurts.. and I was up way too late at Theta Chi watching Troy with Frank and some of the other boys. Oh well. I guess I'll never learn....

What is it with me and hurting myself recently? *sigh*