starbucks god fucking damnit whores, post midterm life is so fucking boring. i am actually excited about my 2nd set of midterms. what in the gd is wrong with me. ok so last nite i had coffee with la D for like 5 hours and in those 5 hours we saw 6 creepy men, 3 creepy ladies, and a scene couple. i love starbucks. of the 6 creepy men, 3 talked to us about random crap. One was over 60 years old and one was totally a starbucks groupy (he was way looking to take someone home, it was not hot). the 3 creepy ladies were hot. one was a way crazy homeless bitch who was hitting on the coffee dude (and he was not having it), one was a reformed chola, and one was wearing a leotard.

i think it's hot that both the brea and fullerton starbucks are crazy central. at the fullerton one nearest to my school, there is a beyond nuts old dude that dresses in camouflage and has a broken laptop that he sets up and pretends to use. but then he'll like go outside and take up an entire table inside and outside and if you sit next to his table he comes in and gets all seargant slaughter on you. like not even joking. he talks all wrestling style. once La D moved his shit and he tried to beat that bitch down. but La D is a giant bohemeth and she stood up to his ass. it was super hot. we became heros. (YES WE....shut up bitches, la D is like 6 feet tall and im only 5'1....so there wasn't much i could do, but everyone loves me at that place so im a hero for recruiting bitches like La D to my close circle of sluts!) plus i started clapping when la D stepped it up and everyone thought that was hot.

i love north orange county.  ¶ 11:30 AM