friday we went to a dance party on porter street thinking that it was going to be a replay of the dance party there back in september.
the one where the floor snapped because of the massive amounts of people dancing on the hardwood floors.
but unfortunately, that wasnt what happened.
it turned into a serious cluster-fuck.
cops everywhere, people all over the place, and drunken fist fights.
not to mention, some pyscho roofied courtneys drink.
i know i know, never take a drink from someone random.
but still, its weird that that kind of thing actually happens. she was all right,
just unnaturally incoherent and flirtacious. luckily, everyone realized something was
wrong and keith took her back. keith is a really great friend.
malcolm and i ended up driving everyone back and forth from home to porter. from porter to home. at least everyone got home safe.
porter will never be able to compete with the original dp that was there a while ago.
p.s. today we got the apartment on brunswick st. im so excited to move out.
mid-december ill have my own place.
i dont think its sunken in yet.
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