he told me his name was rod gear but i didn’t believe him really. he was in the bar with his mates at the imperial college where i was studying journalism in london. his friends were calling me saffron of republica fame on account of my new red punky bob thing of a hairdo. i got up on the table and kicked some drinks over. i was 17. rod was a custodian and had keys to every campus building, dormitory, you name it. we walked back to my dorm on montpelier, him and his bicycle and a few drunken skeezers from the school i went to. there were a bunch of fat gossip queens sitting in the foyer and i knew i’d be in trouble if they thought i was up to no good so i said i was sneaking my cousin rod to crash in my room for the nite, he’s only in town this one nite and he’s leaving for wales in the morning. they bought it save for one going up the stairs after me is he your first cousin kuz he’s HOT.
i stashed him in my room and locked the door. he had to piss i said no way go out the window and he did for like ever and i panicked kuz the nite previous all the boys upstairs got in shit for pissing off their balcony so i told rod to finish off in the plant. heh.
there was a knock at my door and it was a teacher looking for this dumb bitch who he thought was staying in my room but really the one next door to me. (that is a long and important story in and of itself which i’ll tell you about later. cunty bitch). so i said no it’s lauren not sylvie and the teacher stood outside my door for 5 minutes and rod was eating me out the entire time.
i am so black and white trash right now it’s amazing. i have zero money and everyday i have to finagle myself a pack of cigarettes and weed and fun and and and…
my phone is shut off but i’ll pay it all or close to it in a few days and then be poor again for awhile. being broke in richtown sucks.
mum just called and i hung up on her. sorry. just not in the mood tonite.
beautiful mind is on love that film but don’t get me started, jesus.
i thought like i was john nash for awhile in codes and numbers and riddles and quadratic equations that made sense to nobody but me.
me and angelo and schrader. schrader is all e’d out and in love with anything that talks to him. aw.
and no i dont wear that friggin shirt everyday. erg. thats the party i went to and i went swimming and the stripper was there and also the day before my friggin eyes went all buggery from my hair in them and makeup jammed in em too.
today is firework day. aka queen victoria day. aka may-two four long weekend bla bla. i like fireworks. last year was the first time i ever had the courage to light one myself.
i’m happy that i didn’t spill any beer on myself last nite. nope. no. wait. i did. but it dried immediately. so there. but i did get shoved into this scratchy wooden wall and got a cut in my arm. so hot right now.
ok i wasn’t shoved i was pushed.
ok ok, i fell into the wall kuz i was loaded and i am an idiot.
letsee funny things to say hmm saw jonathan at systems last nite and his lil brother andrew and im all yo are you still a fucking asshole andrew? and he’s all no i’m not. andrew is 17 and was hanging in the lil kids area. aww. he was a mean mean kid that told me and everyone to fuck off all the time in the playground and jonathan is like i don’t know why he’s so mad. saw a lil kid there doing wavy hand dances in front of this girl’s face to trip her out like hypnotic voodoo i command you to have sex with me please have sex with me shit and he didnt even have glow sticks, had he, i would have exploded. so my bangs were stapled to the top of my head and out of my face and my makeup powder is making my eyes flood like mental so i have to stop looking like powder now. le sigh.
some people at these jungle parties are fucking loooooooosers. so many diehardtryhards it makes me crazy. we only like the girls who wear sweaters on top of sweaters and dirty chuck taylors. the floors were bumpy muhlumpy someone obviously effed the renovation.
there’s this one jungle slut who was chatting up one dj who if he wasnt a dj she wouldnt give a second glance to serious. she was all haha hahahahahahahhaaahaa everything you say is amazing i am going to wrap my legs around your head in two hours and the guy can’t believe his luck well yes he can. she somehow finagled herself into getting an important holding of clipboard in front of the line for theory parties position too.
ahh remember the days when you could pay your way with sex?
