I’m pulling an all nighter. I might just lay out to get more color. Last night was ridiculous. It included one of my friends getting drugged, this adorable british guy and awkward dram. It’s only been a week. This trip has already been so real.
Shit got weird last night/tonight. It’s 7:00am. WTF.
I am currently still awake because my roommate has her head in the toilet right now. I cannot leave this girl hangin’. Oh Barca!
I was front row at a Calvin Harris concert in Barcelona. OH MY FUCKING GOD.
I got told I had a fat ass from my black friends, adding they wanted one like mine. They are taking me to black frat parties this year since I earned my “Black Card” a long time ago. My friend had the club owner fall in love with her so I could go through every club to find Chase. I went into three clubs for free and found Chase due to his Supreme hat. Did random shit with some black guy. Too many tequila shots. Slept for forty minutes due to random drama going down. Now we are going to a Calvin Harris concert tonight. Barca got fucking real.
