okay, so aside from the run-of-the-mill drugtastic dumbass chicks and gangstariffic "i'm gonna tear yo' face off of you look at my wrong" black chicks, thursday night into friday was a really eventful day. in a bad way.
thursday night, a car comes speeding up the hill onto my campus, takes a sharp curve, crashes right into the corner of one of the buildings, and is vacated by two large black men who run back down the hill chased by two police officers. turns out, they'd stolen the car and took a wrong turn while trying to escape the police.
later thursday night, my room mate and the 2 girls across the hall met up with one of the most drugtastic dumbasses here and went to the University of Pittsburgh for a party. it turns out that someone slipped something into the drink of one of the girls across the hall, and the drugtastic girl may have had something to do with it. so nikkita, the one who was probobly drugged, was puking all over the bathroom floor at 1:30 this morning and could barely move and her room mate stayed up with her all night until the effects of the drug wore off.
then, around 6 this evening, after i go to dinner with the aforementioned room mate, Tiarra, and a girl down the hall, i hear this insane shouting and cursing from across the hall. i duck in to see what's going on, assuming it's ust Tiarra being crazy like normal, and see tears streaming down her face as she shouts into the phone, presumably at her boyfriend, who she was talking about going to get drunk with later that night. so the several other girls here who didnt leave for the weekend, and i, stand outside of the room wondering what the fuck's going on, and listen to Tiarra's prolific epic of profanity and phone-injury. i'm sitting in the room next the Tiarra's with 2 other girls for, literally, an hour while Tiarra continues to scream and cry. finally, Tiarra comes over and one of the girls suggests a cigarette break. tiarra agrees, then casually mentions that her boyfriend's gonna be aound in another hour so they can go gt drunk.
*edit - while we were waiting for Tiarra to calm down, on of the girls mentioned this guy (yeah, a guy here. and he's really fucking annoying and creepy) who's been caught walking around outside of girls windows and looking in to see him changing. the campus police are apparently trying to catch him "on the prowl" or just catch him.
aaaaaaaaaaand the black chicks across the hall - Tiarra and some friend of hers who came over, and Nikkita who just got back from work - are fighting over some stupid shit AGAIN.
oh yeah, and i'm one of 3 girls on my floor who's staying here over the weekend. and they're both spending the night with boyfriends. so i'm gonna be alone here. who wants to take bets on my chances of waking up tomorrow?
thursday night, a car comes speeding up the hill onto my campus, takes a sharp curve, crashes right into the corner of one of the buildings, and is vacated by two large black men who run back down the hill chased by two police officers. turns out, they'd stolen the car and took a wrong turn while trying to escape the police.
later thursday night, my room mate and the 2 girls across the hall met up with one of the most drugtastic dumbasses here and went to the University of Pittsburgh for a party. it turns out that someone slipped something into the drink of one of the girls across the hall, and the drugtastic girl may have had something to do with it. so nikkita, the one who was probobly drugged, was puking all over the bathroom floor at 1:30 this morning and could barely move and her room mate stayed up with her all night until the effects of the drug wore off.
then, around 6 this evening, after i go to dinner with the aforementioned room mate, Tiarra, and a girl down the hall, i hear this insane shouting and cursing from across the hall. i duck in to see what's going on, assuming it's ust Tiarra being crazy like normal, and see tears streaming down her face as she shouts into the phone, presumably at her boyfriend, who she was talking about going to get drunk with later that night. so the several other girls here who didnt leave for the weekend, and i, stand outside of the room wondering what the fuck's going on, and listen to Tiarra's prolific epic of profanity and phone-injury. i'm sitting in the room next the Tiarra's with 2 other girls for, literally, an hour while Tiarra continues to scream and cry. finally, Tiarra comes over and one of the girls suggests a cigarette break. tiarra agrees, then casually mentions that her boyfriend's gonna be aound in another hour so they can go gt drunk.
*edit - while we were waiting for Tiarra to calm down, on of the girls mentioned this guy (yeah, a guy here. and he's really fucking annoying and creepy) who's been caught walking around outside of girls windows and looking in to see him changing. the campus police are apparently trying to catch him "on the prowl" or just catch him.
aaaaaaaaaaand the black chicks across the hall - Tiarra and some friend of hers who came over, and Nikkita who just got back from work - are fighting over some stupid shit AGAIN.
oh yeah, and i'm one of 3 girls on my floor who's staying here over the weekend. and they're both spending the night with boyfriends. so i'm gonna be alone here. who wants to take bets on my chances of waking up tomorrow?
