fiestas and fiascos
2003-10-26 2:22 p.m.

hello. yes, it's really me. i didn't die or anything, so you can all take a moment to sigh with relief [...]. ok, better? there is no way in hell i can recount everything that has happened to me lately. so i will just write about what i can. i will try to refrain from dropping names, talking shit and jinxing things.

i have hooked back up with a lot of old friends lately, been to a few parties, visited a haunted house, witnessed a friend getting bit by a squirrel, backed into a car right in front of the owner, went on a hayride with the sorority, witnessed a pudding fight, drank hard cider, went to the deathcab show with a friendster broad, and experienced the effects of brutal chicken wings in a sorority house bathroom.

the other weekend, i visited chris at ferris state, it was good to see him, but i would definitely have to kill myself if i went to school there... too many hicks, skanks, smokers, and taken broads. fake parties where kids talk shit to you about your hair and you have to restrain yourself from murdering them aren't much fun either.

thanks to one of the old friends i have hooked back up with, i have become friends with a certain girl whose hotness i often admired in the highschool cafeteria. we went to a part last night, and it was a blast. i hope more blasts continue with her.

i need to update more so i can remember what happened to me. and so you can read about it.

-nate

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