i got dumped last night.

i think.

what the helll. "you've got to do what you've got to do and i've got to do what i've got to do."

how about fuck you. and the dudes were playing so the next logical step was to get drunk. and hell did i. that is why i am up at 7am drunk doing an entry.

i think i have an art history exam i am totally not prepared for.

i would kill to go back to calgary and be less sad. i totally cried all night with this friend and erin. this other friend cried too because it was really sad. i'm protecting his identity.

stupid joel. he makes me so confused and fucking it would have been better if he actually dumped me instead of half dumped me. fuck!!!

after all this joel stuff happened we went on a drunken journey, we hit a party that was supposed to be cool but was not it was ok i guess though, then logan's and some band was playing and mathew bought us shots and a pitcher and then pizza party which actually the first party was supposed to be.