This i remember
This i remember
It was Saturday December 7th, 2014.
Teresa, her friend Sara and I drove to Yosemite valley last friday.
I saw all of my Yosemite family, i was so happy!!
Friday night we hung out in the common area, drank at the bar, I stayed with Billy and Teresa in a WOB. It was nice and warm. Saturday we had a huge party in Kathys WOB. I went to the restroom around 7pm? I pulled down my pants to pee and heard something fall.
FUCK.
instantly, i thought
FUCK
there it was, my phone in the toilet. It was then that i realized i was probably drunk. I got my phone out, peed, returned to the party and kept drinking.
The rest i dont remember clearly. I have vague memory. I think we walked to the village store, I was outside the WOB freezing, when suddenly i feel a warm hug from behind my waist. When i turned around it was TC. We then walked inside the WOB, sat in a big ass circle, Kathy packed a bong, i think there was a few sessions, then we walked back outside to the common area. At this point i think everyone was pretty drunk. TC pulled me in, I sat on him and we talked. Mostly bullshit, he said i should be bum at his house for a while, take my time to get a job and just live there...then i got antsy sitting there, I told him i was too drunk and needed fresh air. There was so many people inside and the music was loud. He held my hand and walked me out into the woods. We where alone, away from everyone. We had a few drinks, i hurt myself trying to have sex with him, so i told him i rather not...there was branches and plants and wet dirt everywhere. Then stuff happen..i guess..somehow i ended up in his car and hes driving out of the park. Such a stupid thing to do, im so grateful we didnt crash. I kept drinking in the front seat, laughing blasting music and singing all the way to his home in Mariposa. I spend all of Sunday with him, hung over, watching movies, I called Teresa, turned out everyone drank till 5am and felt hung over, so i decided to stay Sunday night with TC. Monday morning TC woke me up at 5:15am, he had to be at work 8am and its an hour and half drive back to Yosemite so we had to get up at dawn. And just like that, my lovely time with him came to an end. Why am I so attracted to this self-destructive, drunk pot head. Well he is probably asking the same question regarding me. Its always so difficult to sit at home and wish i was closer to him. I have to get over him. This is such a stupid thing to worry about. =\
It was Saturday December 7th, 2014.
Teresa, her friend Sara and I drove to Yosemite valley last friday.
I saw all of my Yosemite family, i was so happy!!
Friday night we hung out in the common area, drank at the bar, I stayed with Billy and Teresa in a WOB. It was nice and warm. Saturday we had a huge party in Kathys WOB. I went to the restroom around 7pm? I pulled down my pants to pee and heard something fall.
FUCK.
instantly, i thought
FUCK
there it was, my phone in the toilet. It was then that i realized i was probably drunk. I got my phone out, peed, returned to the party and kept drinking.
The rest i dont remember clearly. I have vague memory. I think we walked to the village store, I was outside the WOB freezing, when suddenly i feel a warm hug from behind my waist. When i turned around it was TC. We then walked inside the WOB, sat in a big ass circle, Kathy packed a bong, i think there was a few sessions, then we walked back outside to the common area. At this point i think everyone was pretty drunk. TC pulled me in, I sat on him and we talked. Mostly bullshit, he said i should be bum at his house for a while, take my time to get a job and just live there...then i got antsy sitting there, I told him i was too drunk and needed fresh air. There was so many people inside and the music was loud. He held my hand and walked me out into the woods. We where alone, away from everyone. We had a few drinks, i hurt myself trying to have sex with him, so i told him i rather not...there was branches and plants and wet dirt everywhere. Then stuff happen..i guess..somehow i ended up in his car and hes driving out of the park. Such a stupid thing to do, im so grateful we didnt crash. I kept drinking in the front seat, laughing blasting music and singing all the way to his home in Mariposa. I spend all of Sunday with him, hung over, watching movies, I called Teresa, turned out everyone drank till 5am and felt hung over, so i decided to stay Sunday night with TC. Monday morning TC woke me up at 5:15am, he had to be at work 8am and its an hour and half drive back to Yosemite so we had to get up at dawn. And just like that, my lovely time with him came to an end. Why am I so attracted to this self-destructive, drunk pot head. Well he is probably asking the same question regarding me. Its always so difficult to sit at home and wish i was closer to him. I have to get over him. This is such a stupid thing to worry about. =\