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Forgetting Formalities

My sorority’s formal was Friday!

Drank in the shower, smeared on a cake of hoe-makeup, glued on some false lashes, tracked down my regular, and stepped into some 5-inch heels. Ready to go. 

Danced (grinded), chowed down on meatballs, peed way too many times, took so many pictures I don’t recall. 

Got back to campus, shenaniganed in the shower with my date. Passed out. 

 

Woke up at 6:30 to film a school project. Definitely still drunk. I didn’t even lose the fancy Canon I brought. Most excellent.