dodgeball tournament was amazing, i had the sickest outfit and my team won (obviously). went to a party after, kinda weird. got into a fight with the birthday boy because he told me that a friend of mine on the basketball team told everyone we HAD SEX. when really we have hung out maybe 3 times?? and we've gone to a movie two of those times. oghdpgbpg what the fuck. i dont really believe that charlie would tell people that but if he had.... it would be just like every other guy ive talked to. i either am in love with them or ive fucked them. and it is so the opposite. so fucking opposite. i hardly ever like people first of all and i never fucking put out. and then i didnt get into the campus bar after because LIKE I SAID, there is a shit-list( people who are banned) and im fucking on it. and its so embarrassing to be denied there. i just fucking cry. god i cried so much last night and cant even talk about it. i was so sad. and im still so sad. i woke up in the morning hungover and the right side of my body just screaming in pain. i went downtown for a bit and bought some books - catcher in the rye and to kill a mockingbird, and a sudoku book. i came home and i fell asleep. and i woke up feeling so much worse. my entire body is aching and im having hot flashes and i just cant think straight. so i call my mom and she thinks i have the flu. i have a paper due in 2 days now, so its pretty bad timing. wellll ya know, story of my life.