dear diary | g – girls’ night #atozchallenge

Dear Diary,

The Saturday morning after girls’ night is never good. It’s after eleven o’clock and I haven’t even gotten out of bed yet. My head feels like it’s been in a blender. Oh… the damn blender. I’ve got to tell Jules to keep me away from that thing. I think we went too far experimenting with ‘girly drinks’ last night.

What was great about last night, though, was Randy. I finally figured it out!

While Hannah was busy telling everyone about her latest conquest (God, she’s such a slut… more on that later… right now, the thought makes me sick…), Jules and I snuck away to my room for that bag of chips I was hiding in my emergency stash. Of course, due to overuse of the blender, I forgot that I let Randy ransack my junk food stash when he had the munchies the other night.

We knew it was pointless, but we went to ask Randy if he had any food. We found him with a couple of his friends… loud horrible music and all. Of course, they had no food, but when one of the guys told us they just ordered pizza, we decided to stay. So much for girls’ night.

That’s when it happened. Jules sat next to Randy, and he seemed to forget anyone else was in the room. Suddenly everything became clear. Randy really did have something on his mind the other night… but not about me… about Jules! Obviously! The more I think about it, the more sense it makes. Hell, he even asked about her that night. I’m an idiot.

And I need to get my lazy ass out of bed. It’s almost noon… and I’m hungry.

Damn… there’s no way I’m going to make it to Preston Hall in time for pancakes…

what sandra thinks

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‘Dear Diary’ is fiction based on actual events.
Any similarities to your college life is purely coincidental.
Any similarities to mine is entirely intentional.

©2018 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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20 Responses to dear diary | g – girls’ night #atozchallenge

  1. jrvincente says:

    Whew! 😉 What a relief!

    Jayden R. Vincente
    Erotic Fiction Writer

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  2. Aww, cute! I was kind of rooting for Randy. But Hottie won’t let us down, right?

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  3. Good to have a friend next door though!

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  4. Iain Kelly says:

    That’s the Randy problem dealt with! Look forward to more diary entries next week.

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  5. Phew at least till now no hearts broken!!

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  6. Marquessa says:

    Hmm…I had my fingers crossed on Randy…🤔

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  7. Meg says:

    Aw, I was hoping the Randy thing would work out, too. I hope Jules likes him back then! Happy endings all around!

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  8. Lol, it’s always the friend that they like. 😉

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