Why.... must I cry? Again? How do I get myself in these retarded situations? Last night, the clique & I went on an adventure to nowhere. I mean, we were in Briarwood at like 1:00 a.m. being weirdos as usual. We had to sign our guests out by 12 because they were non- SJU students and this is how we almost died... thanks, Public Safety. We were chased by a gun- wielding Mexican named Maniac & his pit bulls. smh SMH! On a brighter note, we had funfunfun. Pure, unadulterated fun. I rather enjoyed myself, but the enjoyment was cut short. Oh well. There will always be next time...*
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