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What a frickin' weekend. Jeebus. Thursday night could have very well have been forgotten. I think it was Thursday. Yeah.. I almost wished I had another drink in me or so that I wouldn't remember it. Things got a little wild. I've decided that by one beer, I'm the same. Two, I'm fun. Three, I'm stumbly and lose things. Four, I lose morals. I was at four. Let's leave it at that. When I returned to my home FRIDAY MORNING, my parents were not in the best of spirits, so I quickly showered and took a nap for three hours, which was basically just going to bed for the first time. I then got up and went to Great Falls with Nick to pick up my huge cake and dining room chairs. Which is exactly what we did. No more, no less. But me and Nick actually talked. It was crazy. We never talk. I think I stayed home Friday night. Saturday was my graddiation partay, and man, was it kickin'. My dad, swear to God, told his creepy ass friend that has not changed his clothes since 1968 that he could come up and 'film' the party. So basically, there was this creepy guy wandering around with a camera and a monotone saying "Say cheese everybody." Nobody said cheese. They said "Go away" and "get that camera out of my face" and "Stop filming me". He brought up the video the next day and apparently there were a couple girls he found attractive at the party because there was at least five minutes each of filming dedicated to these girls. And their assets. *shudder* Awesome. Saturday night was pretty boring, we tried to go out, but there was nothing to do. Sunday was GRADUATION! WOOT! I'm an alumni, bitch. I sat next to Kurt and he smelled like beer.
I hit up some graduation parties and went to the big dance one and then decided to call up nameless Thursday night guy to buy for us, but we just ended up going over there and drinking for free. At least there's a plus side. This was, of course, after we made complete asses of ourselves in numerous parking lots. I wore a tiara all night, along with part of the time wearing a tutu and a large pair of womens underwear around my neck. Whew.
So Monday, my mom gets me out of bed at the ass crack of dawn (she likes to get me up early after I stay out late) and I went running and then said goodbye to my family that came to see me graduate and headed out of town to Billings for the Modest Mouse Concert. It rawked my fucking socks off. It was so good. And I met Chris (from Bozeman) and he is probably the best guy I've met in my whole life. He and his friend were staying with us at our hotel room and he just slept in my bed all night. Even though there was no sleeping because we just stayed up and cuddled and made out all night. He is so sweet. It's too bad I'll probably never date him. I just can't do long distance, and I can't expect anyone else to either. He kissed me during the slow part of "Cowboy Dan" and basically, I melted. Yup, into a big giant Krista puddle on the floor. And he's so gorgeous. Tall, athletic, longish skater kid hair, perfect teeth. *sigh* I think I'll go down and stay in Bozeman Friday night since I have absolutely nothing to do all week. If it's possible, I think I fell for a boy in the span of a Modest Mouse concert.
So I'm staying home tonight.
I hit up some graduation parties and went to the big dance one and then decided to call up nameless Thursday night guy to buy for us, but we just ended up going over there and drinking for free. At least there's a plus side. This was, of course, after we made complete asses of ourselves in numerous parking lots. I wore a tiara all night, along with part of the time wearing a tutu and a large pair of womens underwear around my neck. Whew.
So Monday, my mom gets me out of bed at the ass crack of dawn (she likes to get me up early after I stay out late) and I went running and then said goodbye to my family that came to see me graduate and headed out of town to Billings for the Modest Mouse Concert. It rawked my fucking socks off. It was so good. And I met Chris (from Bozeman) and he is probably the best guy I've met in my whole life. He and his friend were staying with us at our hotel room and he just slept in my bed all night. Even though there was no sleeping because we just stayed up and cuddled and made out all night. He is so sweet. It's too bad I'll probably never date him. I just can't do long distance, and I can't expect anyone else to either. He kissed me during the slow part of "Cowboy Dan" and basically, I melted. Yup, into a big giant Krista puddle on the floor. And he's so gorgeous. Tall, athletic, longish skater kid hair, perfect teeth. *sigh* I think I'll go down and stay in Bozeman Friday night since I have absolutely nothing to do all week. If it's possible, I think I fell for a boy in the span of a Modest Mouse concert.
So I'm staying home tonight.