College Girl:

The past week has been rough. Chase and I got into an argument because of a stupid thing that I said, so we stopped talking for about a week. We went out today, and even though we didn't really talk about the whole thing, you could tell that the situation had dissolved. I was so happy to be back at his house and to play with his little sisters and brother and feel like part of the family again. It was amazing. He told me he wants to take a communications class with me, in order to help us talk better with each other. See, we are almost exactly alike in that pride is our biggest downfall. We both feel like what we say is right and there is no other side. I really don't want to do this whole class thing, but if he wants it then I'll do it. 

We'll just have to see how it goes from there.

I got incredibly, out of this world, amazingly, awfully drunk last night. My roomies and I downed an entire bottle and a half of vodka by ourselves. Now I feel like crap and I wish I could just throw up so I could feel better but that doesn't seem like it's going to happen.

I am never going to drink again.

(Sure.)