one of those phases
my 21st birthday was AWESOME. a group of about 20 or so people met at my parents' house for hors d'oeuvres and drinks and then we coarded a school bus (literally) out to novi. ross busted out party favors, weed and i brought champagne. we went to tequila rain and everyone and their mom bought me drinks. dude, they sell duces of corona IN A PAPER BAG. yeah, awesome. laura hughes and korinne bought me a big pink crown on which they wrote "it's my birthday, buy me a shot". i refused to wear it on my head so they let me wear it around my waist/ tits. Laura Clark convinced me to ride the mechanical bull with her and people fucking threw money at us because of my sign. one guy threw a five. ooohhh yeah. we were allowed to periodically leave and smoke weed as we chose. it was awesome. we all went back to my parents' house for a bonfire and all the underage kids came to play. it was amazing. i slept on the hammock and it was the best sleep i've ever had.
i woke up at 1p, went back to bed at 2p, and slept until 12:30a. i went to steph's birthday party at dean's and slept there. sort of. i saw a lot of people i hadn't seen in a really long time.
elh, maybe the booze wasn't the best call.
casey is going through one of her phases of complete change. we got a kitten. she wants to repaint the house. i hate painting. a lot. i never even wanted to do this. i had plans to study. i have enough on my plate and i'm ok with the paint job for now at least. plus i waited an hour to get the right paint, and now that it's up i don't think it's the right one. so i took a shot of cheap cheery vodka and chugged a glass of wine. i feel a little better and maybe a little more motivated. joe loves oatmeal crisp cereal beacause...
i woke up at 1p, went back to bed at 2p, and slept until 12:30a. i went to steph's birthday party at dean's and slept there. sort of. i saw a lot of people i hadn't seen in a really long time.
elh, maybe the booze wasn't the best call.
casey is going through one of her phases of complete change. we got a kitten. she wants to repaint the house. i hate painting. a lot. i never even wanted to do this. i had plans to study. i have enough on my plate and i'm ok with the paint job for now at least. plus i waited an hour to get the right paint, and now that it's up i don't think it's the right one. so i took a shot of cheap cheery vodka and chugged a glass of wine. i feel a little better and maybe a little more motivated. joe loves oatmeal crisp cereal beacause...