*Losing lucky numbers.
I can't say my week and weekend were completely uneventful. Spurts of events did take place.
Thursday night Carrie, Ryan, Mary and I went to the boulevard for Kareoke night. Odd thing is, Bill McMullen called me before and asked us to meet him there. I
havent seen Bill in almost 2 years. We had a little thing in highschool but I got sick of him :x. He was a drunk but thats not the reason I got sick of him....I hated his personality when he was drunk. Since he was drunk all the time, we just clashed. Moving on...so he called me and asked us to meet him up there. We did. He looked exactly the same..acted exactly the same too. We caught up with eachother. He said for the past year now he had been living with his girlfriend who is now is ex girlfriend. I wanted to ask him if that was the reason why he's calling me after almost 2 years...because she was now an ex. But I didn't.
We drank some and as he started to get a little more drunk he rubbed my leg some, touched my back, leaned on me ...blahblahblah, everything he could possibly do to make things awkward for me. Atleast thats how I look at it. It annoyed me because I didn't want him to think he could call me every year or so and be all lovey dovey with me and expect something to happen. I don't work like that, I'm not completely stupid. I didn't leave with him that night and I think he was a little irritated with that. I don't care. I haven't talked to him since that night...
Lots of fun Saturday. Mary got off work around 10pm and about an hour later we were on our way to Wilmington (about 40 minutes North of Fairfield) to visit Brooke at her college. We didn't get there until almost 12:30am and a majority of the people were starting to wind down a little bit. I still had fun though. I love going to new places, being social and meeting new people. In highschool I was shy, if I went to parties with people I didn't know I stayed huddled in a corner with close friends. I've come a long way. Most of the night I stayed up stairs just conversating with 6 or 7 new people...by myself. I think I made friends...I can't wait to visit them again :) Mary and I crashed about 6:30am that night. We brought ourselves some blankets and pillows because we figured we'd be sleeping on a floor..and we were fine with that. But alas! We had a whole futton bed to ourselves. Such nice hostesses. No floor for us. We woke up at about 11am and were on the road again by noon. It had snowed a little during the morning but not enough to make the roads bad. We made it home safe and sound close to 1:30pm.
Wilmington's a very small school. The best part......their mascot is a Quaker!!! They're called the "Wilmington Quakers"! BA-HAHAHHAHAHAAHHAAAHHAAH. ::sigh:: BA-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHH.
...tonight, I want to go to Sudsy's.
Some chick they called "crazy ass" and ...I think his name was Brandon. I watched "Crazy Ass" break up and snort random odd pills and get stupid crazy. Whatever.
Brooke wanted to show everyone how much she "grandma smoked"
Some more random people.
..And more
Mary and Brooke were doing dip here. Mary looks like she's about to throw up. Notice the significant amount of couch space...
The first time this kid played I thought it was ok. But as the night went on and he just repeated variations of the same song..he very much annoyed me. Damn Hippies.
mmm..beer pong.
Got this bracelet from Brooke for a buck to support her softball team..oh wait..and because it says "Quakers"!!! BAH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH :sigh:: BA-HAHAHAHAHAHAH
This guy's name was Gary. He was hott. I named his friend "cock block" for various reasons.
S'more g'tar playin with Brooke and chick.
Thursday night Carrie, Ryan, Mary and I went to the boulevard for Kareoke night. Odd thing is, Bill McMullen called me before and asked us to meet him there. I
havent seen Bill in almost 2 years. We had a little thing in highschool but I got sick of him :x. He was a drunk but thats not the reason I got sick of him....I hated his personality when he was drunk. Since he was drunk all the time, we just clashed. Moving on...so he called me and asked us to meet him up there. We did. He looked exactly the same..acted exactly the same too. We caught up with eachother. He said for the past year now he had been living with his girlfriend who is now is ex girlfriend. I wanted to ask him if that was the reason why he's calling me after almost 2 years...because she was now an ex. But I didn't.
We drank some and as he started to get a little more drunk he rubbed my leg some, touched my back, leaned on me ...blahblahblah, everything he could possibly do to make things awkward for me. Atleast thats how I look at it. It annoyed me because I didn't want him to think he could call me every year or so and be all lovey dovey with me and expect something to happen. I don't work like that, I'm not completely stupid. I didn't leave with him that night and I think he was a little irritated with that. I don't care. I haven't talked to him since that night...
Lots of fun Saturday. Mary got off work around 10pm and about an hour later we were on our way to Wilmington (about 40 minutes North of Fairfield) to visit Brooke at her college. We didn't get there until almost 12:30am and a majority of the people were starting to wind down a little bit. I still had fun though. I love going to new places, being social and meeting new people. In highschool I was shy, if I went to parties with people I didn't know I stayed huddled in a corner with close friends. I've come a long way. Most of the night I stayed up stairs just conversating with 6 or 7 new people...by myself. I think I made friends...I can't wait to visit them again :) Mary and I crashed about 6:30am that night. We brought ourselves some blankets and pillows because we figured we'd be sleeping on a floor..and we were fine with that. But alas! We had a whole futton bed to ourselves. Such nice hostesses. No floor for us. We woke up at about 11am and were on the road again by noon. It had snowed a little during the morning but not enough to make the roads bad. We made it home safe and sound close to 1:30pm.
Wilmington's a very small school. The best part......their mascot is a Quaker!!! They're called the "Wilmington Quakers"! BA-HAHAHHAHAHAAHHAAAHHAAH. ::sigh:: BA-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHH.
...tonight, I want to go to Sudsy's.
Some chick they called "crazy ass" and ...I think his name was Brandon. I watched "Crazy Ass" break up and snort random odd pills and get stupid crazy. Whatever.
Brooke wanted to show everyone how much she "grandma smoked"
Some more random people.
..And more
Mary and Brooke were doing dip here. Mary looks like she's about to throw up. Notice the significant amount of couch space...
The first time this kid played I thought it was ok. But as the night went on and he just repeated variations of the same song..he very much annoyed me. Damn Hippies.
mmm..beer pong.
Got this bracelet from Brooke for a buck to support her softball team..oh wait..and because it says "Quakers"!!! BAH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH :sigh:: BA-HAHAHAHAHAHAH
This guy's name was Gary. He was hott. I named his friend "cock block" for various reasons.
S'more g'tar playin with Brooke and chick.