A CARDIGAN!?

let me preface this with 'this doesn't happen to me very often' because it usually doesn't..i usually make it back to my apartment in the northwest part of dc, wind up in my bed, in a hoody and my underwear. sometimes i wind up sleeping on the floor, or in the bathtub, or in a closet. alone. however, i guess i went a little overboard celebrating my return to DC on thursday as i wake up in a strange yet comfortable bed, silk sheets, in a penthouse overlooking downtown DC. i can see the washington monument from the floor-to-ceiling window next to the bed. i realize im naked. except im still wearing a cardigan. WHO DOES THAT?! i started laughing and my friend (who is a very sweet guy) whom i had been celebrating with woke up and laughed and we had a chat, and i went home to change for a job interview. how typically me.

so yeah, i am a bit of a party girl, but i also know when to just chill and cut it out. i love to go out and meet people, not a stranger to table-top dancing, taking shots and dancing all night.

as this is my first post, i guess i should give some background info that could be relavent. i moved to dc sophmore year to go to university with my boyfriend at the time. we had been together for ages so i figured i would transfer and i wanted to live in the city anyway. second semester sophmore year i decided to go abroad, so i secretly applied and got accepted into the university of new south wales in sydney. left in july, broke up with the guy (not because i was going abroad, but i just fell out of love and knew he deserved someone who truly loved him), and moved into an apartment on bondi beach. literally, on the beach. so there was lots ov surfing, traveling, partying, copious amounts of alcohol and drugs and i met some great friends that are now scattered across the world. i also happened to completely fall for a boy -- for purposes here we will refer to him as aussie, as he is still in my life but its an extremely complicated situation. so i left in december, and it was absolutely heartbreaking, i still miss sydney and im planning to move back as soon as i graduate --feel free to donate to my sydney fund if you have money that you dont need! ;) -- and move in with two of my girlfriends. so i got through the semester after and decided to stay in the city for the summer. worked, partied -- the usual. the next semester was rough and stressful but had it's moments. so here i am now, ready for my last semester, ready to work hard and play hard and document my crazy life for your entertainment.