its that time of year, for an update
So after that whole kelsey/sherly fiasco, i kept what i only had, joey. We went to hamburger mary's and i introduced him to all my friends. Eman-the fashionista, super bitch and Ross- ah if constance had a shining star.. hahaha well anyways me and joey were dancing and it was boring so i came closer and he danced his way right out of it. Then he sees a cute boy and runs right over to him, leaving me alone dancing to beyonce all by myself next to straight girls who are dancing like they are lost. You go to these places and see these people, and sometimes wonder what a normal day in their life is. For some people there that night, that was their normal day. Anyways we left, and went over to a friends house right near the beach. A bunch of gays and wine and weed. I felt so sad. I didn't even know what was going on.
Cut to: Next day, mid afternoon , I open my email, and i see a picture of a face I only had 1 title to. Joey's ex boyfriend. I opened it, and next thing you know i'm over at his house. Just chilling, relaxing. Talking about the world and talking about nothing.Next thing you know he's riding me (me being the giver) and he falls asleep in my arms.
Cut to: Erin's Apartment. 7th st. Right across from Que Sera. Erin-- a punk rocker, girl who lives in dreams that could be someday too large to build. A ethnomusicology major (self-made), Erin was on the honor roll, but not on Lbcc's honor roll, or the semester before that. After I left from my apartment on 4th street, i couldn't move in with my family bc they were hardcore remodeling as in my brothers' room had no wall. Well Erin, loves to open up. And i opened up to her. I told her about what happened after my birthday party and i was pretty in pieces. She lives by herself, and welcomed a roommate. she knew i was only working parttime and looking for a job after that as well. i have to finsish this later.
Cut to: Next day, mid afternoon , I open my email, and i see a picture of a face I only had 1 title to. Joey's ex boyfriend. I opened it, and next thing you know i'm over at his house. Just chilling, relaxing. Talking about the world and talking about nothing.Next thing you know he's riding me (me being the giver) and he falls asleep in my arms.
Cut to: Erin's Apartment. 7th st. Right across from Que Sera. Erin-- a punk rocker, girl who lives in dreams that could be someday too large to build. A ethnomusicology major (self-made), Erin was on the honor roll, but not on Lbcc's honor roll, or the semester before that. After I left from my apartment on 4th street, i couldn't move in with my family bc they were hardcore remodeling as in my brothers' room had no wall. Well Erin, loves to open up. And i opened up to her. I told her about what happened after my birthday party and i was pretty in pieces. She lives by herself, and welcomed a roommate. she knew i was only working parttime and looking for a job after that as well. i have to finsish this later.