so last night amanda, sasha, schmeggles and i wanted to check out this bar called trinity college. it is an irish pub and apparently it is legit. before we went, i made bomb ass bruschetta and caprese salad, and sasha made her homemade chicken soup. bomb ass dinner. we finished the economy sized bottle of wine and another and then we andiamoed that bitch to the bar. on the way to the bar, we passed by the amazing trevi fountain. we walked past this truck that was open and full of fruit... i looked left, i looked right, and i didnt see a soul in sight ( i swear to god i didnt mean to make that rhyme)... so basically i went inside the van and stole a bunch of strawberries and we all booked it for the bar. a nice little snack..
the bar was the italian scholars. so many italians... goodlooking ones and not creepy. i really want to go back to that place.
today i was walking down the street and saw those two twins that were dancing their faces off at Gilda... well, like fucking weirdos, they were dressed exactly alike AGAIN, holding hands, as if they had been cloned. it was the weirdest shit ive ever seen. they had the same haircut and color... both wearing the same grey shirt, ,leggings, white jacket, same handbags, same shoes in different colors. everyone was laughing at them. muwahahaha. thats what you get for being a weirdo...
bought a new bag today. full leather. not like you care. so im going to go.
ciao ciao
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