o, montana, how i love thee...
i love five days straight of entertaining random family friends, meaning i can't work on the college apps, the three weeks of physics, the intensive vocal practice, the intensive relaxation, the intensive partying, or the intensive reading i needed/wanted to do over break until after christmas, giving me less then four days here to do all that.
i love that the friends i have out here have nothing in common with me except partying. i love partying, but be that as it may, partying in montana is, well, partying in montana. a party consists of either driving around in a car and getting drunk or going to a "res" party (as in the reservation, as in the blackfeet reservation) where you get shot at. i really have been shot at, i'm not kidding at all.
i love that my mom is being an uber bitch because her sabatical is basically over and she is angry because she has to cook and clean all day, but doesn't realize that she is the one who fucking invited all the fucking people to the three different dinners and the two different brunches.
i love how jon, (the guy that moved in with me this summer) can't ever take a fucking hint and is always sticking around. i actually was forced to (after three hours of completely ignoring him while helping my mom cook or while playing with the puppy he brought over but never speaking to him) call eli from the bathroom, have eli call back, and pretend to go from completely sullen and all depressed like around jon, to "giddy" and all smiles while on the phone with eli. i talked about jon like he wasn't there to eli, saying i just wanted to be alone and didn't want to be in montana. jon flicked me off, i giggled, he asked for gas money, i gave it to him, he left. that means he now owes me $515.
i love how the friends that i really like and want to be around are out of town in california and, get this, seattle!, because they are not retarded hics, and their families actually travel.
i really hate montana right now. i have a ton of shit i need to do instead of having fun, so being in montana instead of seattle wasn't all that bad. but now that i will have absolutly no time to do any of that stuff, and i'm still in hic ville... life sucks.
P.S. JER - YOU BETTER FUCKING MEET UP WITH ELI BEFORE I FUCKING GET HOME AND TAKE CARE OF THIS LITTLE SITUATION... i really really appreciate it, and completely realize that you have no obligatoin to do this, but i would really really really really really appriciate it, because otherwise, i'm fucked. thanks!
i love that the friends i have out here have nothing in common with me except partying. i love partying, but be that as it may, partying in montana is, well, partying in montana. a party consists of either driving around in a car and getting drunk or going to a "res" party (as in the reservation, as in the blackfeet reservation) where you get shot at. i really have been shot at, i'm not kidding at all.
i love that my mom is being an uber bitch because her sabatical is basically over and she is angry because she has to cook and clean all day, but doesn't realize that she is the one who fucking invited all the fucking people to the three different dinners and the two different brunches.
i love how jon, (the guy that moved in with me this summer) can't ever take a fucking hint and is always sticking around. i actually was forced to (after three hours of completely ignoring him while helping my mom cook or while playing with the puppy he brought over but never speaking to him) call eli from the bathroom, have eli call back, and pretend to go from completely sullen and all depressed like around jon, to "giddy" and all smiles while on the phone with eli. i talked about jon like he wasn't there to eli, saying i just wanted to be alone and didn't want to be in montana. jon flicked me off, i giggled, he asked for gas money, i gave it to him, he left. that means he now owes me $515.
i love how the friends that i really like and want to be around are out of town in california and, get this, seattle!, because they are not retarded hics, and their families actually travel.
i really hate montana right now. i have a ton of shit i need to do instead of having fun, so being in montana instead of seattle wasn't all that bad. but now that i will have absolutly no time to do any of that stuff, and i'm still in hic ville... life sucks.
P.S. JER - YOU BETTER FUCKING MEET UP WITH ELI BEFORE I FUCKING GET HOME AND TAKE CARE OF THIS LITTLE SITUATION... i really really appreciate it, and completely realize that you have no obligatoin to do this, but i would really really really really really appriciate it, because otherwise, i'm fucked. thanks!