danielle's dumb life.
last night at work was amazing. but idk why i cant be happy for more than a day.
chip hazard's 40th birthday bash-it was like "my super sweet 16" but for a 40 year old. we transformed the diningroom into this incredible bar. they brought in pool tables, air hockey tables, ping pong tables, a photobooth, an airbrush tattoo station, they made a real bar in the middle of the dance floor and it was an open bar, then they had a wicked amazing band that would jump down and play their insruments with the crowd and there were people on roller skates rolling around the club, a potatoe bar with every kind of potatoe you would want and this godly lobster mac and cheese that was the best stuff EVER. Rob and i bonded cause we were with eachother the whole night, i prepped with louis so i ade egg salad and garnished some hourderves, got an airbrush tatoo of a scorpion, and some guy tattooed my initials on his arm then gave me 50 bucks!! it was awesome! then i went in the photo booth with sous chef maria and then francisco! they are going in my dorm.
it was the best function ever at the dunes club. i even chilled in the butcher shop for a little while after with sweeney, louis, maria and frankie. they had some beers, i sat around and listend to their intoxicated stammer. it was sooooo funny. he was actually TALKING, and a alot! i was surprised, but happy because he was laughing the whole night and kept coming out when i was serving and everytime he walked by me he would stroke me or grab my hand, or finger or something. hes never done that before. He seemed like he was happy. and one of my favorite thigns is to see him smiling and happy, actually talking, not falling over exhausted. even tho he refused to go in the photobooth with me, we had a nice evening at work. then it was ruined casue i texxted him and, as forseen, didnt get anything back. what the fuck man, do u care any more? obvi u dont becasue this has ben ur new thing-ignoring me. lead me on then turn your back. fuck you.
and my dc sweatshirt came in but its gigantic. stupid. i hate big sweatshirts.
"i'm not someone you igonore, pick my heart up off the floor! nothing less and nothing more, jsut give me what i came here for."
chip hazard's 40th birthday bash-it was like "my super sweet 16" but for a 40 year old. we transformed the diningroom into this incredible bar. they brought in pool tables, air hockey tables, ping pong tables, a photobooth, an airbrush tattoo station, they made a real bar in the middle of the dance floor and it was an open bar, then they had a wicked amazing band that would jump down and play their insruments with the crowd and there were people on roller skates rolling around the club, a potatoe bar with every kind of potatoe you would want and this godly lobster mac and cheese that was the best stuff EVER. Rob and i bonded cause we were with eachother the whole night, i prepped with louis so i ade egg salad and garnished some hourderves, got an airbrush tatoo of a scorpion, and some guy tattooed my initials on his arm then gave me 50 bucks!! it was awesome! then i went in the photo booth with sous chef maria and then francisco! they are going in my dorm.
it was the best function ever at the dunes club. i even chilled in the butcher shop for a little while after with sweeney, louis, maria and frankie. they had some beers, i sat around and listend to their intoxicated stammer. it was sooooo funny. he was actually TALKING, and a alot! i was surprised, but happy because he was laughing the whole night and kept coming out when i was serving and everytime he walked by me he would stroke me or grab my hand, or finger or something. hes never done that before. He seemed like he was happy. and one of my favorite thigns is to see him smiling and happy, actually talking, not falling over exhausted. even tho he refused to go in the photobooth with me, we had a nice evening at work. then it was ruined casue i texxted him and, as forseen, didnt get anything back. what the fuck man, do u care any more? obvi u dont becasue this has ben ur new thing-ignoring me. lead me on then turn your back. fuck you.
and my dc sweatshirt came in but its gigantic. stupid. i hate big sweatshirts.
"i'm not someone you igonore, pick my heart up off the floor! nothing less and nothing more, jsut give me what i came here for."