Meh, yesterday and the day before.... drinking=eating. Ugh, so frustrating. But I haven't eaten anything besides the drunk food, so at least there's that.

Hahaha, interesting experience Wednesday night. So I obviously didn't eat anything all day or the days before really, and a few guys came over to celebrate my roommate's 21st birthday. Eventually we all went back to their frat--had to wait for the pledges to finish getting hazed. poor pledgies :(( So then we just proceed to get rip-roaring drunk, my friend and I were playing beer pong for about 5 straight games, and I was feeling great, that perfect silly happy drunk. Well, I was trying to finish my beer before the other team took their next shot, and I feel a burp coming-- except SUPRISE, not a burp, a little puke comes up. Oh, should probably warn you TMI haha. Well it was only us four girls and then the brothers, and I didn't want to be the dumb puking girl, so I tried swallowing it (I know, gross). Nope, just keeps coming up! I didn't feel sick or anything, it just wouldn't stop, so I quickly walked out their front door, puked, and ran back in. Weird-- guess my stomach likes some food with its beer. No one noticed, so I proceeded to keep drinking, and then smoked. STEALTH PUKE. That's the first time I've vommed from drinking in like... almost a year? Go me.

Yay college.

No eating.

EDIT AS OF SAT MORNING: bahahahaha spoke too soon. Apparently my poor little stomach is getting used to upchucking... at Olympics I puked everywhere (also, on my big. hahahahahaha) after doing several 40-second wine chugs. I'm having a hard time remembering that I can't go out as hard when I don't eat.... damn you competitive streak.