I am never writing anything again with a hangover, I sound like a fucking twelve year old talking about his trip to disneyland.
SO, disregard yesterdays post.
In a nutshell I have been working my ass off with school work.
I went out on Sunday and ran into the lovely Campbell.
We hung out and drank... a goddamned lot.
If I could remember more of the night I would tell about it. Honestly I am just praying my drunk ass didn't make a complete idiot of himself. I do know that I did have alot of fun, till I woke up the next day, and Campbell was very sweet. I am very glad to have met her.
I need to get back to finishing up some songs and ...ugh... math... and...meh... design.... god damn it.... and french.
Late,
Austen
SO, disregard yesterdays post.
In a nutshell I have been working my ass off with school work.
I went out on Sunday and ran into the lovely Campbell.
We hung out and drank... a goddamned lot.
If I could remember more of the night I would tell about it. Honestly I am just praying my drunk ass didn't make a complete idiot of himself. I do know that I did have alot of fun, till I woke up the next day, and Campbell was very sweet. I am very glad to have met her.
I need to get back to finishing up some songs and ...ugh... math... and...meh... design.... god damn it.... and french.
Late,
Austen