* BLAO BLAO * hit that eyebrow!
day at school: I gots no frickin clue.. I don't have memories before I was about 15 or so...
kiss: If I recall correctly I bout busted a load in my pants.. that shit was HOTTT!
girlfriend/boyfriend: Julia... oh julia... that was a strange haircut that you got after we'd been dating 3 weeks...
time getting high: Colorado, summer after my Junior year... My brother, Ryan and I went back up the mountain away from the campsite with a joint they had rolled in the tent. I swear I didn't feel a thing, but when got back in my sleeping bag, apparently I kept complaining about the "weed pieces" itching me... don't remember that one.. but it sounds like something I might say... fucking weed pieces... they still give me shit about that one.
time drinking: The first time I actually got 'drunk,' I got REAL drunk. I had convinced myself that I was a pro during previous episodes when I had pansy amounts... That night Ben and I built our asses a can tower.. then I had a couple screwdrivers... then I started drinking vodka straight out of the handle (without even realizing it... someone had to point it out to me). I was dually impressed with myself.
Then I spent the rest of the night throwing up - in the sink, in the trash, in alcohol boxes (with holes in the bottom we figured out in the morning)... Boy was that baseball scrimmage fun at 8:30 the next morning.
date: I've never really had a date with someone 'before' I had already done stuff with them (and started going out)... that's probably why my game is all weak.. I never practice. Remind me to work on that.
time having sex: It was my girlfriend's birthday... and well, lets just say I showed up unprepared... Gotta love 11 year olds snickering at you in the line at walmart at 8:00 on a Sunday night getting condoms. It was nice tho.
time you asked someone out: Under extreme pressure from Ryan, (who was coordinating with this girl I swear), a very embarrassed and shy me asked her out over the phone. Good times were had by all.
time you ate sea food: What the fuck is this supposed to signify? Probably at a damn fishstick when I was two.
time getting in trouble for something really big: My mom gave me a pretty harsh glance when I farted really BIG just a minute ago... does that count?
detention: First and only time... 7th grade math, I asked if I could help Eric deliver some papers before class (that would have taken about 15 minutes into class). Apparently she said 'no'... I guess I didn't catch that part. When we got back, she gave me a hugeass DR in front of the whole class... It wasn't until later that I realized that all I should have gotten in trouble for was being tardy... Aahhhh, those young and foolish days.
time getting a filling: Neva eva diss bootylicious. (aka haven't had one)
fist fight: I fought William Phelps on the playground in second grade... We pretty much just wrestled and then got a stern lecture from the principal. (We'll just say that I won =] ).
time you cut yourself: I'm sure it happened a bunch before this, but I cut my fingernail almost completely witha a carrot peeler. WOW... that hurt.
questioned existence: That sounds like a waste of time to me. It feels like I exist... why question that?
kiss: If I recall correctly I bout busted a load in my pants.. that shit was HOTTT!
girlfriend/boyfriend: Julia... oh julia... that was a strange haircut that you got after we'd been dating 3 weeks...
time getting high: Colorado, summer after my Junior year... My brother, Ryan and I went back up the mountain away from the campsite with a joint they had rolled in the tent. I swear I didn't feel a thing, but when got back in my sleeping bag, apparently I kept complaining about the "weed pieces" itching me... don't remember that one.. but it sounds like something I might say... fucking weed pieces... they still give me shit about that one.
time drinking: The first time I actually got 'drunk,' I got REAL drunk. I had convinced myself that I was a pro during previous episodes when I had pansy amounts... That night Ben and I built our asses a can tower.. then I had a couple screwdrivers... then I started drinking vodka straight out of the handle (without even realizing it... someone had to point it out to me). I was dually impressed with myself.
Then I spent the rest of the night throwing up - in the sink, in the trash, in alcohol boxes (with holes in the bottom we figured out in the morning)... Boy was that baseball scrimmage fun at 8:30 the next morning.
date: I've never really had a date with someone 'before' I had already done stuff with them (and started going out)... that's probably why my game is all weak.. I never practice. Remind me to work on that.
time having sex: It was my girlfriend's birthday... and well, lets just say I showed up unprepared... Gotta love 11 year olds snickering at you in the line at walmart at 8:00 on a Sunday night getting condoms. It was nice tho.
time you asked someone out: Under extreme pressure from Ryan, (who was coordinating with this girl I swear), a very embarrassed and shy me asked her out over the phone. Good times were had by all.
time you ate sea food: What the fuck is this supposed to signify? Probably at a damn fishstick when I was two.
time getting in trouble for something really big: My mom gave me a pretty harsh glance when I farted really BIG just a minute ago... does that count?
detention: First and only time... 7th grade math, I asked if I could help Eric deliver some papers before class (that would have taken about 15 minutes into class). Apparently she said 'no'... I guess I didn't catch that part. When we got back, she gave me a hugeass DR in front of the whole class... It wasn't until later that I realized that all I should have gotten in trouble for was being tardy... Aahhhh, those young and foolish days.
time getting a filling: Neva eva diss bootylicious. (aka haven't had one)
fist fight: I fought William Phelps on the playground in second grade... We pretty much just wrestled and then got a stern lecture from the principal. (We'll just say that I won =] ).
time you cut yourself: I'm sure it happened a bunch before this, but I cut my fingernail almost completely witha a carrot peeler. WOW... that hurt.
questioned existence: That sounds like a waste of time to me. It feels like I exist... why question that?