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ugh i have been putting this off for a long time, but i suppose it can wait no longer. it's been over a month, and i've already forgotten half the shit that's gone down this month. haha
the weekend after i posted... the 14th i went shopping for a father's day gift, then went to work, then left work and i'm pretty sure i drove home afterwards. sunday was father's day, so i sat around with the fam at my aunt's, ate a ton of good food, and then drove back to aa. monday i went into both jobs, then left and met reap at his place for the last bar session of the year. in the morning i drove him to the airport... and i tried not to cry, and i didn't until i was actually pulling away from the curb. i was really proud of myself for not crying and then i started bawling getting on the highway. haha i'm such a sap.
then after a couple more days of work i went camping with AXE in canada. we got there on a friday in the evening and set up, then haphazardly found a grocery store and bought food...then immediately after commenced drinking. friday night was pretty tame, we met some guys that were having a bachelor party on the campground, and drank with them for a little while. we went to bed around 230 and got up at 7... started laying out in the sun around then, started drinking at about 10 or 11, and hung out with our new bffs all day. at like 230 it started to get cloudy, and someone suggested we should go to the beach. so we did, and then about an hour later it started pouring. all of us hopped in one tent and started passing around a fifth of grey goose... ohh man did we get sloppy. most people took naps or hung out in the tent while me and beth went on an adventure to the bathroom,where we took turns swigging out of a liter of vodka, chasing with a 2 liter of dew, and discussed our life stories. we had several women come in and look at us as if they wanted to kill us, a few more that wanted to be us, and some others that laughed and chatted with us for a while. our bffs somehow found us, and we stood outside the bathroom drinking busch in a bottle and smoking cigs when the yogis came and found us. they threatened to give beth a fine for drinking off of her campsite, but then the boys hit on her and she let us go (thank god, its like a $125 fine). afterwards, we went out to a "nice" dinner and ian spilled everything... hahaha and we were told to "keep the swearing down" because apparently our drunk asses were a bit obnoxious. that night we went to bffs' campsite and drank there... ugh i had gone through an entire liter of vodka in 2 nights, most of which was on saturday, so i passed out pretty quickly. not before making out with the groom and the hot one tho (scoooooooooore). bahahaha i awoke sunday morning to a hangover, but nowhere near as bad as rob's (who had gotten naked on the beach and puked on himself in the shower), or katie's (who was puking from about 3 pm onward)... and we drove home. i recovered all day sunday - i legitimately did not move from the couch once all day, and at about 11 still felt like shit. but whatever, definitely worth it.
the next week was all work... im pretty sure on friday night me and kim porch drank with about 5 randoms + some 332 boys, then saturday went over to 332 and drank there before coming back to our porch and drinking - the plan that night was to go to bed by 1230, but i was definitely up til 230 and had to work the next day at 10. (rough).
next week work work work.. on thursday night i went home and passed out, but friday (the 4th) i went over to my aunt's for her annual party. i waited til about 8 pm to start drinking, but quickly caught up to those who had been all day... and vaguely remember being strangled by my cousin, winning $46 from euchre, and passing out in my clothes around 5:30 am. i woke up around 10 to my aunt taking pictures of my shambly ass, and drove home soon after. all day saturday i lounged around attempting to recover, and around 5 or so went with my family to my sister's friend's parents' place (follow? haha). we played ladder ball and ate a giant dinner, and i got home around 8 and passed out on the couch around 9. haha apparently i can't keep the pace that i used to with partying. on sunday i was a huge bum again, but i went shopping with my mom and sister in the afternoon. i largely considered staying that night too, just because the weekend was so relaxing, but i decided to come back.
then last week was work full (except on monday when my treadmill tragically perished but i got to see jesse win the bachelorette so overall it was an ok night)... i went home on friday night because matty came to town - saturday i was a huge bum, i just sat around my house and read people magazine until i went to applebee's with my sister, and then ryan drove me over to matt's around 8. we had a couple beers, played horseshoes, and then left and went to coney around 1. i sat up til like 2 talking to reap while sitting on my curb - i felt like a tool when my neighbor came home and was like, "u just hang out on the curb all night?" hahaha but yea then sunday i laid out, had dinner with the fam, and then went back to matt's to say goodbye. drove back to aa, went to meijer... pretty standard/tame weekend.
nowww it's wednesday. i worked both jobs yesterday and monday, and i work both jobs today and tomorrow. BUT we're (me and lauren, duh) flying to DC this weekend to be tourists, visit tom and friends, and possibly see gwu. it should be alot of fun, i'm pretty pumped... we might even be going to a tigers' game in baltimore (kick asss). hopefully i'll remember to post right when i get back so that i don't end up writing 151 pages worth of ramblyshamblybullshit like today.
either way tho... only TWENTY FIVE days til my birthday, and 29 days til NYC. ohhh man i cannot wait.
the weekend after i posted... the 14th i went shopping for a father's day gift, then went to work, then left work and i'm pretty sure i drove home afterwards. sunday was father's day, so i sat around with the fam at my aunt's, ate a ton of good food, and then drove back to aa. monday i went into both jobs, then left and met reap at his place for the last bar session of the year. in the morning i drove him to the airport... and i tried not to cry, and i didn't until i was actually pulling away from the curb. i was really proud of myself for not crying and then i started bawling getting on the highway. haha i'm such a sap.
then after a couple more days of work i went camping with AXE in canada. we got there on a friday in the evening and set up, then haphazardly found a grocery store and bought food...then immediately after commenced drinking. friday night was pretty tame, we met some guys that were having a bachelor party on the campground, and drank with them for a little while. we went to bed around 230 and got up at 7... started laying out in the sun around then, started drinking at about 10 or 11, and hung out with our new bffs all day. at like 230 it started to get cloudy, and someone suggested we should go to the beach. so we did, and then about an hour later it started pouring. all of us hopped in one tent and started passing around a fifth of grey goose... ohh man did we get sloppy. most people took naps or hung out in the tent while me and beth went on an adventure to the bathroom,where we took turns swigging out of a liter of vodka, chasing with a 2 liter of dew, and discussed our life stories. we had several women come in and look at us as if they wanted to kill us, a few more that wanted to be us, and some others that laughed and chatted with us for a while. our bffs somehow found us, and we stood outside the bathroom drinking busch in a bottle and smoking cigs when the yogis came and found us. they threatened to give beth a fine for drinking off of her campsite, but then the boys hit on her and she let us go (thank god, its like a $125 fine). afterwards, we went out to a "nice" dinner and ian spilled everything... hahaha and we were told to "keep the swearing down" because apparently our drunk asses were a bit obnoxious. that night we went to bffs' campsite and drank there... ugh i had gone through an entire liter of vodka in 2 nights, most of which was on saturday, so i passed out pretty quickly. not before making out with the groom and the hot one tho (scoooooooooore). bahahaha i awoke sunday morning to a hangover, but nowhere near as bad as rob's (who had gotten naked on the beach and puked on himself in the shower), or katie's (who was puking from about 3 pm onward)... and we drove home. i recovered all day sunday - i legitimately did not move from the couch once all day, and at about 11 still felt like shit. but whatever, definitely worth it.
the next week was all work... im pretty sure on friday night me and kim porch drank with about 5 randoms + some 332 boys, then saturday went over to 332 and drank there before coming back to our porch and drinking - the plan that night was to go to bed by 1230, but i was definitely up til 230 and had to work the next day at 10. (rough).
next week work work work.. on thursday night i went home and passed out, but friday (the 4th) i went over to my aunt's for her annual party. i waited til about 8 pm to start drinking, but quickly caught up to those who had been all day... and vaguely remember being strangled by my cousin, winning $46 from euchre, and passing out in my clothes around 5:30 am. i woke up around 10 to my aunt taking pictures of my shambly ass, and drove home soon after. all day saturday i lounged around attempting to recover, and around 5 or so went with my family to my sister's friend's parents' place (follow? haha). we played ladder ball and ate a giant dinner, and i got home around 8 and passed out on the couch around 9. haha apparently i can't keep the pace that i used to with partying. on sunday i was a huge bum again, but i went shopping with my mom and sister in the afternoon. i largely considered staying that night too, just because the weekend was so relaxing, but i decided to come back.
then last week was work full (except on monday when my treadmill tragically perished but i got to see jesse win the bachelorette so overall it was an ok night)... i went home on friday night because matty came to town - saturday i was a huge bum, i just sat around my house and read people magazine until i went to applebee's with my sister, and then ryan drove me over to matt's around 8. we had a couple beers, played horseshoes, and then left and went to coney around 1. i sat up til like 2 talking to reap while sitting on my curb - i felt like a tool when my neighbor came home and was like, "u just hang out on the curb all night?" hahaha but yea then sunday i laid out, had dinner with the fam, and then went back to matt's to say goodbye. drove back to aa, went to meijer... pretty standard/tame weekend.
nowww it's wednesday. i worked both jobs yesterday and monday, and i work both jobs today and tomorrow. BUT we're (me and lauren, duh) flying to DC this weekend to be tourists, visit tom and friends, and possibly see gwu. it should be alot of fun, i'm pretty pumped... we might even be going to a tigers' game in baltimore (kick asss). hopefully i'll remember to post right when i get back so that i don't end up writing 151 pages worth of ramblyshamblybullshit like today.
either way tho... only TWENTY FIVE days til my birthday, and 29 days til NYC. ohhh man i cannot wait.