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"i get stuck in my own thoughts and end up not being proactive." - windter's lj.
a lot of the time i get stuck in my own thoughts. i think it is because of how i was raised. plus i am an only child. i have no problem not talking to anyone or saying a word for hours. sometimes i feel like i could go days without verbalizing anything. but i don't like this when i am around people because i think they will feel that i am anti-social. but good friends who know what's up, know that sometimes no words are better than many words. and that's just the way i am sometimes.
well anyway, this was a pretty good weekend. friday was super cold and super high. i tell myself that i shouldn't smoke when it's late because that usually just makes me want to sleep 30 minutes later. but i enjoy it too much. so..
"is that pot?" - some guy
"dude, i think it's just KB." -christine
"No!" - some guy
"what did he mean?" - us.
mama margies drive through + bayside = mmm sleep. :)
saturday was ali's. as windter mentioned there was a lemonade mixed drink that equalled the 'death' for many.
is there some saying that when you mix vodka, beer, and citrus it makes you go cray-zay?
well anyway, the night was fun. i partied with sam adams for most of the night. i think it was either rus or korina that said i should "go for it cause i appreciate it." (referring to the sam adams.)
i got 50 fist-pounds in one minute from russell and daniel. it was by far the most i've ever received.
there was some nursing that i had to attend to, but it was legit. i got yo back if you need it.
i woke up with vomit all over the back of my shirt. mmm fried rice. :)
richard comes in this saturday. and the break will be badass.
i'm leaving for California on the 23rd and coming back on the 30th. i'm going to eat vegetarian vietnamese and dim sum when im up there. can't wait.
and hopefully there won't be a burn ban in bexar county so we can shoot fireworks off at my house for new years. hell yeah.
a lot of the time i get stuck in my own thoughts. i think it is because of how i was raised. plus i am an only child. i have no problem not talking to anyone or saying a word for hours. sometimes i feel like i could go days without verbalizing anything. but i don't like this when i am around people because i think they will feel that i am anti-social. but good friends who know what's up, know that sometimes no words are better than many words. and that's just the way i am sometimes.
well anyway, this was a pretty good weekend. friday was super cold and super high. i tell myself that i shouldn't smoke when it's late because that usually just makes me want to sleep 30 minutes later. but i enjoy it too much. so..
"is that pot?" - some guy
"dude, i think it's just KB." -christine
"No!" - some guy
"what did he mean?" - us.
mama margies drive through + bayside = mmm sleep. :)
saturday was ali's. as windter mentioned there was a lemonade mixed drink that equalled the 'death' for many.
is there some saying that when you mix vodka, beer, and citrus it makes you go cray-zay?
well anyway, the night was fun. i partied with sam adams for most of the night. i think it was either rus or korina that said i should "go for it cause i appreciate it." (referring to the sam adams.)
i got 50 fist-pounds in one minute from russell and daniel. it was by far the most i've ever received.
there was some nursing that i had to attend to, but it was legit. i got yo back if you need it.
i woke up with vomit all over the back of my shirt. mmm fried rice. :)
richard comes in this saturday. and the break will be badass.
i'm leaving for California on the 23rd and coming back on the 30th. i'm going to eat vegetarian vietnamese and dim sum when im up there. can't wait.
and hopefully there won't be a burn ban in bexar county so we can shoot fireworks off at my house for new years. hell yeah.