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Yay~! Summer~! :D
Hehehe, though I'm pretty darn happy that summer finally rolled around, I won't have much time to relax and roll around in my bed all day long because of work. *sigh*
James, my brother, and I went to see Dodgeball last night and OH MAN it was funny! I think it's also kinda twisted (in a cute way) that Christine Taylor and Ben Stiller are married in real life. Vince Vaughn was cute in that...well...hmm...yeah, anyway, he was surprisingly endearing in the movie.
After the movie, we found out that it was James' friend's birthday, so we headed over to this dinky Korean bar to "stop by and say hi." Well, we ended up staying till like 2 AM because James just had to make that guy drink till he puked, smash cake in his face, and rip his boxers. Yep, you read that right: rip his boxers. Now, I don't exactly know the physiology of boxer shorts, but I can just imagine how much it hurt when James pulled up and out verrrry hard so that the guy's boxers were hanging over his jeans in shreds around his waist. The poor guy.
The semi-weird thing about last night was that we ran into James' most recent ex (although by recent I mean about two years ago). Yeah, good thing she has a bf now, else it might have been even more awkward. I've met her once but only for about less than a minute, but last night as we were all gathered around the table I could sense her eyes on me for some time. For some reason I was terrified of making eye contact with her, haha. I think the whole ex thing is so weird. Sorry, but that's the only word that perfectly explains it in my book. It's like for a portion of your life (whether long or short), you are with them, you are happy and sad together, you love one another, and you're comfortable enough to like, well, fart or use the toilet with the door open (not that I am writing from first-hand experience, of course). And when it ends for one reason or another, it's over. All those memories and happy and sad moments of togetherness are over and done with. And maybe the next time you see your former significant other, there may be an exchange of curt and awkward "hi, how have you been?"s. It really sucks, in a way.
And another thing while I'm at it: How does one stay friends with an ex? I can totally see how they can still be 'close' acquaintances, but nothing more than that. If a person truly is a "friend" with an ex, I believe that the former couple did not really love each other. It just hurts way too much to have an old flame around so close. Or maybe I'm just writing this because it has yet to happen to me (knock on wood), but the relationship dynamics are much to strange for me to imagine.
Hehehe, though I'm pretty darn happy that summer finally rolled around, I won't have much time to relax and roll around in my bed all day long because of work. *sigh*
James, my brother, and I went to see Dodgeball last night and OH MAN it was funny! I think it's also kinda twisted (in a cute way) that Christine Taylor and Ben Stiller are married in real life. Vince Vaughn was cute in that...well...hmm...yeah, anyway, he was surprisingly endearing in the movie.
After the movie, we found out that it was James' friend's birthday, so we headed over to this dinky Korean bar to "stop by and say hi." Well, we ended up staying till like 2 AM because James just had to make that guy drink till he puked, smash cake in his face, and rip his boxers. Yep, you read that right: rip his boxers. Now, I don't exactly know the physiology of boxer shorts, but I can just imagine how much it hurt when James pulled up and out verrrry hard so that the guy's boxers were hanging over his jeans in shreds around his waist. The poor guy.
The semi-weird thing about last night was that we ran into James' most recent ex (although by recent I mean about two years ago). Yeah, good thing she has a bf now, else it might have been even more awkward. I've met her once but only for about less than a minute, but last night as we were all gathered around the table I could sense her eyes on me for some time. For some reason I was terrified of making eye contact with her, haha. I think the whole ex thing is so weird. Sorry, but that's the only word that perfectly explains it in my book. It's like for a portion of your life (whether long or short), you are with them, you are happy and sad together, you love one another, and you're comfortable enough to like, well, fart or use the toilet with the door open (not that I am writing from first-hand experience, of course). And when it ends for one reason or another, it's over. All those memories and happy and sad moments of togetherness are over and done with. And maybe the next time you see your former significant other, there may be an exchange of curt and awkward "hi, how have you been?"s. It really sucks, in a way.
And another thing while I'm at it: How does one stay friends with an ex? I can totally see how they can still be 'close' acquaintances, but nothing more than that. If a person truly is a "friend" with an ex, I believe that the former couple did not really love each other. It just hurts way too much to have an old flame around so close. Or maybe I'm just writing this because it has yet to happen to me (knock on wood), but the relationship dynamics are much to strange for me to imagine.