"If I have suicide doors...does that mean I have to climb in through the window??"
Happy 2005 everyone. New Years was pretty interesting for me...I wouldn't say it was good but I wouldn't say it was bad either. First of all I had fun just hanging out with everyone, but after Megan left is when shit started to happen.
I didn't drink much (2 Smirnoffs) because I wasn't feeling good. I had eaten some homemade chili at home and then like half an hour later I ate a personal pan pizza from the Taco Bell/Pizza Hut...not a smart idea. So, a little bit after Megan left Ben and I were trying to go to sleep (Jeremy and Shawna were in the bathroom doing God knows what) when I started to feel really sick...yup I threw up...kind of a lot. Now I know it wasn't the alcohol it was the food. Anyway, after that Jeremy was trying to go to sleep and Shawna went in the bathroom and was in there for like an hour and a half so I made Ben see if she was ok. They were in there talking so I went in...she had been in there crying because I guess she felt neglected. We all sat there talking for a while and then Shawna decided she wanted to try and sleep. We all laid down and Jeremy was whining because we left the bathroom light on and whatever. Well, pretty soon I felt sick again so I turned the light back on and went in and threw up again. I was standing there trying to clean my face and blow my nose and whatnot and Jeremy is whining. At that point I was about to go smack him and tell him to shut the hell up before I got sick on him. Finally I felt better and was able to go to sleep. At around 8:30am or so Shawna's phone rang and it was this guy that she used to talk to...that turned into a big ass drama with Jeremy because she "lied to him" or whatever. Not only did he get upset about it he kept bringing it up and going on and on about it. Once again I wanted to get up and smack him and tell him to shut the hell up.
After all that things seemed to get better. New Years day was the best for me because my brother and his girlfriend came to the house to celebrate a late Christmas with us because they were in Texas during the real Christmas. I spent the whole day until midnight with Ben, and today is our one month anniversary...which is a big thing for me because I have never had a relationship go longer than a month and a half. I am so happy, and rested. I slept until about 1:30pm today and I am just relaxing until I go pick ben up later. I hope this year is better than last year...I mean I spent 8 or 9 months injured...so this year should be a lot better. I hope everyone else had a great new years and I hope everyone has a great year.
I didn't drink much (2 Smirnoffs) because I wasn't feeling good. I had eaten some homemade chili at home and then like half an hour later I ate a personal pan pizza from the Taco Bell/Pizza Hut...not a smart idea. So, a little bit after Megan left Ben and I were trying to go to sleep (Jeremy and Shawna were in the bathroom doing God knows what) when I started to feel really sick...yup I threw up...kind of a lot. Now I know it wasn't the alcohol it was the food. Anyway, after that Jeremy was trying to go to sleep and Shawna went in the bathroom and was in there for like an hour and a half so I made Ben see if she was ok. They were in there talking so I went in...she had been in there crying because I guess she felt neglected. We all sat there talking for a while and then Shawna decided she wanted to try and sleep. We all laid down and Jeremy was whining because we left the bathroom light on and whatever. Well, pretty soon I felt sick again so I turned the light back on and went in and threw up again. I was standing there trying to clean my face and blow my nose and whatnot and Jeremy is whining. At that point I was about to go smack him and tell him to shut the hell up before I got sick on him. Finally I felt better and was able to go to sleep. At around 8:30am or so Shawna's phone rang and it was this guy that she used to talk to...that turned into a big ass drama with Jeremy because she "lied to him" or whatever. Not only did he get upset about it he kept bringing it up and going on and on about it. Once again I wanted to get up and smack him and tell him to shut the hell up.
After all that things seemed to get better. New Years day was the best for me because my brother and his girlfriend came to the house to celebrate a late Christmas with us because they were in Texas during the real Christmas. I spent the whole day until midnight with Ben, and today is our one month anniversary...which is a big thing for me because I have never had a relationship go longer than a month and a half. I am so happy, and rested. I slept until about 1:30pm today and I am just relaxing until I go pick ben up later. I hope this year is better than last year...I mean I spent 8 or 9 months injured...so this year should be a lot better. I hope everyone else had a great new years and I hope everyone has a great year.