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I feel a moral obligation *to myself* to update this shitter, so I can atleast remember a bit of my 18th year on this earth.
Blah blah blah, school ended. I had some finals; I sucked up to my teachers enough to get 2 Bs and the rest As. Wahoo for school.
Night before I leave, I get a call from Devon. We all remember Devon, don't we? The guy who picked up ANOTHER guy's phone to call and curse me out. Who later apologized. Yea, that one. Anyway, he calls to tell me that he's walking back to his apartment from Olde Towne (bar in downtown Winchacha) and just needed some company (and we had been hanging out for about a week before that). Now, his apartment is a good 15 minute drive from Olde Towne, so this walk was going to take a while. i think of myself as a kind-hearted soul who gives people second chances, and since he had been sucking up to me for a few days, I decided to be kind and pick him up. We ended up driving around, listening to Buckley with the windows down. It was pretty amazing. And we decide to go to his apartment to continue listening to Buckley. Now, I don't know if you (or I for that matter) have realized that I am now a slut, but yea, I am, so I end up hooking up with him...there had been sexual tension since we had met, and I think he's fucking gorgeous, even though he was an ass to me. So yadda yadda, we end up really "connecting" or whatever the fuck you want to call it and we have been dating ever since. Atleast that's the conclusion we came to when he drove up and saw me on Monday night (which was a very nice gesture, if you ask me).
It's a very confusing relationship, but it's a fun one for the time being, and he's uber nice to me now, and apologizes about the cursing me out thing about a gazillion times a day. Plus (ryan will appreciate this), he knows what a hipster is and appreciates the word deck, unlike most people i've met in winchester. so whatever, he's fun, he treats me like gold, and calls me a bunch. it's fun. i'm fun. i deserve fun. ps- I take back the whole 'devon has STDS and an alcohol problem' like I said before. I didn't mean that. well, i guess i meant it at the time, but it's not true. atleast i hope not..... :\
i don't remember if i updated about apple blossom weekend or not. if not, i'll post later. i miss you all and can't wait to see my NEPAites on the 31st of May. We'll set a date for some cruising on Wyoming Ave.
kick ass. goodnight.
Blah blah blah, school ended. I had some finals; I sucked up to my teachers enough to get 2 Bs and the rest As. Wahoo for school.
Night before I leave, I get a call from Devon. We all remember Devon, don't we? The guy who picked up ANOTHER guy's phone to call and curse me out. Who later apologized. Yea, that one. Anyway, he calls to tell me that he's walking back to his apartment from Olde Towne (bar in downtown Winchacha) and just needed some company (and we had been hanging out for about a week before that). Now, his apartment is a good 15 minute drive from Olde Towne, so this walk was going to take a while. i think of myself as a kind-hearted soul who gives people second chances, and since he had been sucking up to me for a few days, I decided to be kind and pick him up. We ended up driving around, listening to Buckley with the windows down. It was pretty amazing. And we decide to go to his apartment to continue listening to Buckley. Now, I don't know if you (or I for that matter) have realized that I am now a slut, but yea, I am, so I end up hooking up with him...there had been sexual tension since we had met, and I think he's fucking gorgeous, even though he was an ass to me. So yadda yadda, we end up really "connecting" or whatever the fuck you want to call it and we have been dating ever since. Atleast that's the conclusion we came to when he drove up and saw me on Monday night (which was a very nice gesture, if you ask me).
It's a very confusing relationship, but it's a fun one for the time being, and he's uber nice to me now, and apologizes about the cursing me out thing about a gazillion times a day. Plus (ryan will appreciate this), he knows what a hipster is and appreciates the word deck, unlike most people i've met in winchester. so whatever, he's fun, he treats me like gold, and calls me a bunch. it's fun. i'm fun. i deserve fun. ps- I take back the whole 'devon has STDS and an alcohol problem' like I said before. I didn't mean that. well, i guess i meant it at the time, but it's not true. atleast i hope not..... :\
i don't remember if i updated about apple blossom weekend or not. if not, i'll post later. i miss you all and can't wait to see my NEPAites on the 31st of May. We'll set a date for some cruising on Wyoming Ave.
kick ass. goodnight.