in an ocean or in a glass, cool water is such a gas
alright, this is it.
what a weekend.
so it began with a surprise party of sorts, and it was pretty great. a bunch of people came over to the house and then a bunch of us went roooollerskating. at skate king...amazing. the origin of all my fond rollerskating memories.
played a little four corners. did a little horrible skating. it was pretty dang amazing. my friends are just great.
i took many photographs. of skate king employees. of kids hanging out. dude, apparently skating is still a semi-cool thing to do? what? many skanky 12 year old girls? i guess so. well, more power to 'em.
i think zeph is helping tim, the snack counter guy, with his senior paper. hilarious. max was in a dreamy skating world. garrett fer sure fell hard enough to break his phone. heather, ooooh heather. i thank her for coming.
then we came back to the house and kate, meghan, jaime, summer, amanda, drew and i went to ozzie's. oooooh drew, what a trooper you are.
yeah, it was pretty bad. the drinking began and i don't remember the extent of it. i swear i had like, 2-3 drinks from i don't know who. apparently not. and apparently they came quickly. and i sang, or rather, rapped a little "shoop" for some gal who didn't come up for her song. oops.
ew. and the kissing. no no no. i'm NOT that girl. and my friends just stand by. for the love of god, intervene!!!! did you not see me pulling away? blehh. very embarassing memory.
speaking of memory, where does alcohol store away that hour i really can't remember? i don't understand. don't remember anything after i got home. and we were up for an hour. i don't like that.
then i had to work at nine. coooool. and the rents came. went shopping with mom. hung out with them at night.
bummer that the graceland party was cancelled. couldn't have gone anyway, but still. inspectors shut them down because of inadequate plumbing, i guess. suck. lame, i wanted to see the remodel.
and the next day, more parents. ate at el gaucho. amaaaaazing. my dad is a generous man. it's pretty crazy.
went out last night. it was really weird. katie. oooh katie. i'm pretty annoyed. i shouldn't have to feel like this about friends. which is why we're not close friends, obviously.
so we left fado and of course i invite her because i can't not.
very very very weird situations at cha cha. stupid stupid guys. crazy ladies. many attention-craving acts. summer loved it though. she would. hehe
oh! and we went to matt's. weird.
i think i've gotten to the point where i may speak my mind a liiiittle too much.
just look at this. okay, it's just the birthday weekend. my life is NOT like this. i'll keep telling myself that.
what a weekend.
so it began with a surprise party of sorts, and it was pretty great. a bunch of people came over to the house and then a bunch of us went roooollerskating. at skate king...amazing. the origin of all my fond rollerskating memories.
played a little four corners. did a little horrible skating. it was pretty dang amazing. my friends are just great.
i took many photographs. of skate king employees. of kids hanging out. dude, apparently skating is still a semi-cool thing to do? what? many skanky 12 year old girls? i guess so. well, more power to 'em.
i think zeph is helping tim, the snack counter guy, with his senior paper. hilarious. max was in a dreamy skating world. garrett fer sure fell hard enough to break his phone. heather, ooooh heather. i thank her for coming.
then we came back to the house and kate, meghan, jaime, summer, amanda, drew and i went to ozzie's. oooooh drew, what a trooper you are.
yeah, it was pretty bad. the drinking began and i don't remember the extent of it. i swear i had like, 2-3 drinks from i don't know who. apparently not. and apparently they came quickly. and i sang, or rather, rapped a little "shoop" for some gal who didn't come up for her song. oops.
ew. and the kissing. no no no. i'm NOT that girl. and my friends just stand by. for the love of god, intervene!!!! did you not see me pulling away? blehh. very embarassing memory.
speaking of memory, where does alcohol store away that hour i really can't remember? i don't understand. don't remember anything after i got home. and we were up for an hour. i don't like that.
then i had to work at nine. coooool. and the rents came. went shopping with mom. hung out with them at night.
bummer that the graceland party was cancelled. couldn't have gone anyway, but still. inspectors shut them down because of inadequate plumbing, i guess. suck. lame, i wanted to see the remodel.
and the next day, more parents. ate at el gaucho. amaaaaazing. my dad is a generous man. it's pretty crazy.
went out last night. it was really weird. katie. oooh katie. i'm pretty annoyed. i shouldn't have to feel like this about friends. which is why we're not close friends, obviously.
so we left fado and of course i invite her because i can't not.
very very very weird situations at cha cha. stupid stupid guys. crazy ladies. many attention-craving acts. summer loved it though. she would. hehe
oh! and we went to matt's. weird.
i think i've gotten to the point where i may speak my mind a liiiittle too much.
just look at this. okay, it's just the birthday weekend. my life is NOT like this. i'll keep telling myself that.