...it's you & the roses~
Crazzzzzzy week it's been- but fun, nonetheless. Who can believe it's already June to boot...oh hay making mucho denero, it helps get me through the bastardly long days @ work- like today, working from 8-7...nice day I'd say, a cool $150. I signed up for summer school, Anthro 1Z03- whats up, get an elective over with. D and I have classes on the same nights, so it won't be that bad, ya knoooow. So this week was plenty eventful I'd say, with the one year anniversary of la front row centre (en francais) being celebrated. Okay YAY, let's do a rewind of this week- like a day in the life of kinda thing- buckle up.
Saturday was ridiculous with Danielle- oh the stories from that night: D's bro jumping me on her bed...Eric: "YOU GOT HOT"...Random Italian: "Will you marry me?"...seeing PAT QUINN on the Lakeshore... giving out the standard fake...giving some random 4 out of 10 stars to his face, and just genuinely have an amazing night with my best friend, thx Clay Aiken and Invisible.
Sunday...tanning...OH I went out with V, hay Ticat training camp...Jay Scullz- where you @...ceasing to breath when I saw a Steve lookalike...fat girls in the trails...the heinous heat.
Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday- effin' work. But HEY Tuesday and the CPR class from h e double hockey sticks. I transferred into V's class so I didn't have to take it tomorrow and we could be together...@ first we were pissed because we were the only SFS payp- but it was better that way...OMG the CPR heckler with his crude comments..."yell incoming"..."my ex-wife's cooking", etc. x infintiy...THEN, the elementary school hecklers, oh brutal.
WEDNESDAY NIGHT- MAY 31ST 2006- the 1 year anniversary of the front row centre Killers concert with my homegirl, Peps. We had to go out and celebrate yo, that night of last year was the best of our lives. 12 years from this May 31st, we'll be gettin' hitched- because really, we got no other prospects and don't even want any...besides, I (L) Pepperowns!!! PS- Kalan Porter has brown hair and shit now, that wasn't him, what a jackle, she.
Tomorrow night yayz going out with V- LOOOOOOONG time since we've been...just that night when Jay Sculls (L)(L)(L) was @ Big Bucks- haha @ that night...10 guys tried to pick us up- we counted. We've got to make our goal of 106/8 for the summer...so I've obviously stopped caring about meeting someone meaningful a while back...sad, ain't it?? Maybe it isn't, what do I know...I do know that father time does help to heal past disappointments...and that you can/will survive like the song says, hell you can even do it on your own in your own time like I did...it's better like that I suppose...out of sight out of mind? Ya that helps too, but I don't know...it's hard to when you've shared so much with someone... and then your mind goes in circles thinking of all the possible scenarios (like Peps and a stolen LiL B viewing the reunion) that can happen when they come back into your life after being gone for so long...oh, SUCK IT.
...bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses~
~V*
Saturday was ridiculous with Danielle- oh the stories from that night: D's bro jumping me on her bed...Eric: "YOU GOT HOT"...Random Italian: "Will you marry me?"...seeing PAT QUINN on the Lakeshore... giving out the standard fake...giving some random 4 out of 10 stars to his face, and just genuinely have an amazing night with my best friend, thx Clay Aiken and Invisible.
Sunday...tanning...OH I went out with V, hay Ticat training camp...Jay Scullz- where you @...ceasing to breath when I saw a Steve lookalike...fat girls in the trails...the heinous heat.
Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday- effin' work. But HEY Tuesday and the CPR class from h e double hockey sticks. I transferred into V's class so I didn't have to take it tomorrow and we could be together...@ first we were pissed because we were the only SFS payp- but it was better that way...OMG the CPR heckler with his crude comments..."yell incoming"..."my ex-wife's cooking", etc. x infintiy...THEN, the elementary school hecklers, oh brutal.
WEDNESDAY NIGHT- MAY 31ST 2006- the 1 year anniversary of the front row centre Killers concert with my homegirl, Peps. We had to go out and celebrate yo, that night of last year was the best of our lives. 12 years from this May 31st, we'll be gettin' hitched- because really, we got no other prospects and don't even want any...besides, I (L) Pepperowns!!! PS- Kalan Porter has brown hair and shit now, that wasn't him, what a jackle, she.
Tomorrow night yayz going out with V- LOOOOOOONG time since we've been...just that night when Jay Sculls (L)(L)(L) was @ Big Bucks- haha @ that night...10 guys tried to pick us up- we counted. We've got to make our goal of 106/8 for the summer...so I've obviously stopped caring about meeting someone meaningful a while back...sad, ain't it?? Maybe it isn't, what do I know...I do know that father time does help to heal past disappointments...and that you can/will survive like the song says, hell you can even do it on your own in your own time like I did...it's better like that I suppose...out of sight out of mind? Ya that helps too, but I don't know...it's hard to when you've shared so much with someone... and then your mind goes in circles thinking of all the possible scenarios (like Peps and a stolen LiL B viewing the reunion) that can happen when they come back into your life after being gone for so long...oh, SUCK IT.
...bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses~
~V*