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Misleading lyric title aside, this isn't an angsty post. Just thought I might explain a bright idea I had this week, and how it turned out. Hint: not well.
Bright Idea: Don't bring money to the unibar, that way you're not tempted to drink.
Real Life Result: You say you can't drink, you have no money. Boys buy you drinks. You are tempted ( they're pretty!) but refuse (they're kinda pushy). They do not get the hint, but they're apparently really close with your friends, so you find an excuse to leave the group. You spot someone you know, a girl from law tute who also insists on buying you drinks. You accept from her, because you don't want to seem rude. She proceeds to try and get into your pants. In the bathroom, no less. Because apparently after nine beers she suddenly likes girls.
So you then have to carefully explain that yes, she is hot, and yes, you do like her, but she is so very drunk and you're pretty sure you're straight and it really is going to end in tears for someone.
Argh. My life. Seriously. but on the other hand, I think I'll get my media assignment finished by tomorrow, which is aces. Also, I've been having fun on
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