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Dear people of the republic,
Florida is the land of ultimate confusion. So Saturday night Robert and I go to this party at his friends house, while there I drink 3 shots of vodka, one mini-bar bottle of peach vodka, three shots of apple pucker, two glasses of some banana mixed drink, and five beers.
So I'm wicked drunk, and Robert and I are holding hands, which was sort of weird. We had done it at the concert too but it was just this really odd holding hands, like a I'm not sure I really want to do this kind of thing, which I particulary didn't want to do because I over Robert almost 6 months ago, right before he left for college.
Anyways, we head to a friend's apartment and end up doing a wee bit too many drugs and spend the night in marvel at the technicolor of the movie 'Reefer Madness'. About one AM we stagger back to Rob's apartment because there's some shit going down cause some asshole groped our friend when she passed out.
So Robert and I are laying in bed, and we start making out. He had iniated the whole thing and after a few minutes he tells me to stop and he's confused and so I did, I felt totally rejected. But not too bad cause it wasn't really like I had feelings for Robert it was just kind of, making out.
So...I'm laying there and he's rubbing his eyes, so I get up and head to the bathroom, as I'm walking to the bathroom I look in the living room, and I see some of our friends, and I notice christian, he lives in the apartment just across the way and his apartment has almost the same exact layout as Roberts, so my genius mind decides that i fucked up and I'm in Christian's apartment and not Robert's, so I start to freak because that means I was in Brad's room, and that means I would have made out with Brad, so I freak out and brush my teeth like crazy and it takes me a whole like 5 minutes to realize I'm a fucking idiot and i really was in robert's apartment.
Oh jeez. I need to lay off the drugs and alcohol.
Robert and I talked about our weird making out thing once Sober. It's too awkward, even if it just was for fun, you know. We're too good of friends to just mess around with each other.
...I feel so relieved.
-NIC
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