Am I back in college?
Not quite, but my recent move to B-wood has made the distant memories of college lyfe reappear.
I’ve had pizza every night for dinner, I run into a thousand people when I’m boppin’ around Barrington, and it’s been a dry desert heat inferno.
I’ve made major strides since my days in the desert to my adult lyfe in Brentwood.
Vodka bottles have been replaced with wine bottles and I would say I’ve become a tad bit more responsible.
Perhaps not, as I nearly set my hair and apartment ablaze when I refused to let go of my jenky curling iron I’ve had since basically 99’.
It was falling apart (literally pieces were missing) but I refused to throw it away.
My best friend advised I should put it down after I placed it on my tabletop and a little baby spark came out.
All of a sudden, I hear this loud crack and a flame comes out as I’m curling my hair causing Irina to nearly have a stroke on my bathroom floor.
I then blew a fuse in half of my apartment.
Whoops.
Besides nearly burning my hair off, I celebrated a few more May birthdays this week and have many more this month.
Feliz Cumpleanos,
Giggles
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