High and. . .High.

Well, as promised, I went to a Jack and Jill party with Claire. Yeah, her friends, who are in frist and second year, are getting married. Yeah, WTF?

Anyways, the actual party was lame. Just...so lame. And the drinks were excessively expensive. So, as it would turn out, Julia and Claire ended up at my house where we smoked some pot and ate some frech fries. I was DYING for some Wendy's. I need Wendy's. It's oh-so-good.

And I'm Out.