went to my friend stevens house last night and had some beers (lots of beers). hooked up with his room mate again. he is now C12. he has the same name as K7 just spelt differently. i don't really remember much but i'm sure it was good times. i couldn't find my pants when i woke up so i wandered around the apartment wrapped in a blanket while they were all sleeping. i found em right next to c12s bed where i had been sleeping, duh. i was still drunk i guess. went to school despite how tired i was, but we decided to skip sociology and go to dennys, mmm. i luv dennys! superbird no tomato seasoned fries and ranch! duh. there were these guys that kept looking at us...i got the brilliant idea to leave them a note on their car. it said call for a good time, love kelly and had K7s phone # on it. i think i'll start giving his number out to random guys, it should be good times. i'm getting over him. they say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else...and that's exactly what i did last night.