This is a little bit about my life, okay, I'll try to put in as much as I can. A bit about my fabulous self: I'm 20 living in the great Big Apple with my three best friends. I live to shop and love the plastic, don't get me wrong but it really is a girl's best friend. Sorry, boys all you got was the lame ass dog. If ya wanna chat, e-mail me at plasticaddict425@yahoo.com.

Friday, October 14, 2005

tired and hungover...damn, my head hurts...

omg, i had such an awesome night, at least the stuff i remember was awesome. i figured that i'd inform the world about how i'm so hungover and have the worst hangover ever but it was totally worth it. frat parties are banging. anyways, yeah i'm really hungover and last night...hang on, let me start from the beginning.

yesterday i convinced madison to go with me to this partay and yay, she agreed. i couldn't get kate to go because she doesn't do stuff like that and becca was just being a butthead (hehe, i called her a butthead, it's even funnier the second time) anyways, i dressed so hot, you would've loved it and we went.

once we got there, it was crazy and packed and very loud, perfect party, i know. we ended up chilling and then she left me to argue with this pre-med guy about something medical i guess. i got into a game of strip poker and don't mess with me and poker because poker rocks and i kicked ass.

okay, brief note, i was playing with this extremely hot soccer player named greg and we hit it off. i ended up making out with him in some closet, i think it was a laundry closet, but wow, talk about seven minutes in heaven. i know it's so middle school of us but fun all the same. i gave him my number and all but i don't expect him to call. i mean, we only fucked, twice. do you think i'm horrible? am i wrong for not caring whether a guy i sleep with will ever want to see me again?

see, kate thinks that i'm being an idiot and giving guys everything they want and she says then they'll have no reason to be with me for anything else other than sex. the other thing is that i don't mind being a booty call because sex rocks and i'm good at it (sry katie). shit, i do feel bad because i guess i can see kate's point of view but do i really wanna commit? it's not like i'm in the place where i want a boyfriend and long term relationship. shit, this is college i'm supposed to have fun.

it is weird though that i hope he does call in a way only if it is to have sex again because it was good, i can tell you that. fuck me, he was drunk too and performance goes down with alcohol so he must be awesome sober. shit, maybe i'll call him.

you know, i should tell you a little bit about me. name's alexa but everyone calls me lex or lexa. i've lived in nyc my whole life and have had all the little things grow on me. i'm not scared to walk down the street in a bad neighborhood at night and i'm not afraid of getting raped or mugged. i know i should be but i'm not. by now you probably know that i like to have sex. i do, i'm sorry.

i love to party and dance and just have fun. i love to shop with my girls who i love to death and wouldn't survive in this crazy world without. i love you guys if you read this. this whole online writing journal thing was becca's idea and hey, maybe it'll be cool to read about all my sexual adventures down the line. wow then at least i'd remember them all...oops, i shouldn't say that...hehe. damn, oh yeah, i tend to swear alot, sry but i do, it's me and if kate and my friends can forgive me of it, you can too, trust me.

i'm going to see a movie with the girls tonight and we're going out to dinner, i know you wish you were coming but yeah, i'll tell you all the details, i promise..hehe...any questions? e-mail me biotches... plasticaddict425@yahoo.com lata...much...

1 Comments:

Anonymous madison said...

you fucked him too? you never cease to amaze me...shit i hope that becca doesn't ever end up like you. shit, i hate it but i love you too much too...oh btw, some guy said he knew you at the library. have you fucked a librarian lately?

Sat Oct 15, 01:55:00 AM 2005

 

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