No max thats not a beer bong thats a vodka bong
Got to go home this weekend and it was amazing. I got off the plane friday night at 10 something went to baggage claim and saw amanda. I immediatly dropped my bag as she ran towards me. When i hugged her and kissed her it made me realize why Im with this girl. I just felt so in love at that moment like nothing else was going on it was just me and her in that airport. That night we spent at my house doing what we do. The next day I went to lunch with my friends darren and yanic and hung with those guys. Yanic is still wearing the same fuckin rasta beanie and my boy darren has a jew fro almost, which looks flippin awesome. After that Amanda and I saw I heart huckabee, which was weird as hell but I thought it was awesome. After that we had dinner at my favorite resturant on 4th street, which made me realize how amazing southern california food can be. Then that night we got some alcohol, got plastered at this girls erins house where she was having a party, do what we do, then crashed. It was awesome seeing all my old co-workers at erins house and some of my friends too. Just remember lifeguarding in summer and how fun of a job it was. Then on sunday we saw another movie shaun of the dead i thought it was really funny, but amanda slept through it. Then later that night she drove me to the airport and the whole ride there i was just realizing how amazing this girl is. She makes me feel indescriable like she takes my breath away everytime i see her and i feel so comfortable with her. It was really hard leaving her again. I landed back in San Francisco and back into my life as a fraternity pledge president, a college student with midterms on their way, and living in a prison cell with mass produced food for breakfeast lunch and dinner. Now all I can do is wait for my next oppurtunity to go home.