I can't remember who I was back then.
So yeap..
This weekend was interesting for the most part. On Friday night I got out of work and made my way over to Danielle's house. Picked her up and then we made our way over to East Lansing. This guy that she knows, Dustin, was having a bunch of people over, so we went on over there. We couldn't find it at first, but we got there. heh. ANYWAYS. It was a good time. Some really interesting people were there, met some cool people. Tim was my awesome dance partner, he was hilarious. And big Al made me and Danielle name tags, because everyone had sweatshirts with their names on them, we felt left out, so we got the whole name tag thing going on. We played some beer pong. I tell ya, me and Danielle were kicking ass, it was because we were visualising (haha long story. We were playing against Brett and Dave, they were so far undefeated and me and danielle had it down to where they had one cup left and we had one cup left. Those fuckers ended up winning. I still say it was because Bret's yellow hat was distracting, also the fact that I thought he was incredibly cute. That might've had just a little bit to do with it. heh. Anyways, after we lost we ended up basically chillin and hangin out with Dave and Brett, who I still insist was incredibly cute. He had a bit of that "Josh Hartnett" look about him. Anyways, me and Danielle were enjoying drinking her Bacardi nonsense, whatever girl drink it is that she enjoys. And yep, we chilled out, did drunken handstands and whatnot in the hallway outside of his apartment. I raced Tim a couple of times, I still maintain that I won. heh. It was all in all a good and silly time. I stopped drinking around like 2 and then around like 4 30 we took off. Went outside and were like shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. There was like half a foot of snow on my car. It was bullcrap. Danielle fell asleep on the way home so I just listened to my new Kenny Chesney CD that I had bought earlier that night and sang along and drove really really slow all the way to her house from east lansing, woke her up, kicked her ass out of my car. lol. and then made my way home.
I was supposed to go to work at 9:30 but because of the snow my mom wouldn't let me go. She is weird sometimes. So I kinda got up and got ready around noonish and finished one of the scrapbook pages that I was working on and then called up Danielle, then i got online and looked at a bunch of college stuff. As of right now, Pitzer in CA is lookin like where I will be planning on going in two years, with a major in European History. So, yes, I will be getting my ass out of Michigan. woo hoo. But for now, I'm LCC bound for the next two years. ohh yes. Anyways, went and picked up Danielle and we went to the Lansing mall, got some hella awesome deals. It was so kick ass. And then we had dinner at Panera and then went back to Holt and rented a play station game, because I only have play station 1, because we got it for free. And we ended up playing this silly game until like 12 30 and then I took her home, came home and went to bed, yep. So ends my Saturday night.
Sunday, worked. People were pissing me off. Customers, not workers, I worked with Dave, Billie, and Deb 2. All of whom are some nice people. I like Billie, shes really cool. Anyways, then I came home and organized my CD's somewhat, and then went and met my aunt and uncle and little cousin and my parents at Celebration and we saw Beauty and the Beast on the IMAX. It was pretty good man. I love that movie. So good. heh. And then I came home and worked on some cleaning stuff that I had to get done. Read alot. And then crashed at like midnight.
I've been having some weird dreams lately. Really weird ones. They all involve this one...person. And they're...interesting. I have them basically repeatedly. It's never the SAME exact dream, but they're all basically revolving around the same premise. It's really weird. And I don't like it. Not one bit. It's bringing up feelings and emotions that are supposed to be long gone and dead to me. I hate these dreams. Because the feeling doesnt go away when I wake up. It stays with me, for the entire day. I can't ever stop thinking about them and this person that they involve. It drives me nuts. I am doing stupid things, like going and reading old things, old feelings, reading about them and getting upset, again. and ugh, it's not cool. I wish I didnt dream because of this, I want to know what the hell these dreams are meaning. And then I want them to stop. I want them to go away. Forever. Along with the person that they involve. When I say go away forever, i mean it, FOREVER. never to come back.
It was all make believe in the end.
This weekend was interesting for the most part. On Friday night I got out of work and made my way over to Danielle's house. Picked her up and then we made our way over to East Lansing. This guy that she knows, Dustin, was having a bunch of people over, so we went on over there. We couldn't find it at first, but we got there. heh. ANYWAYS. It was a good time. Some really interesting people were there, met some cool people. Tim was my awesome dance partner, he was hilarious. And big Al made me and Danielle name tags, because everyone had sweatshirts with their names on them, we felt left out, so we got the whole name tag thing going on. We played some beer pong. I tell ya, me and Danielle were kicking ass, it was because we were visualising (haha long story. We were playing against Brett and Dave, they were so far undefeated and me and danielle had it down to where they had one cup left and we had one cup left. Those fuckers ended up winning. I still say it was because Bret's yellow hat was distracting, also the fact that I thought he was incredibly cute. That might've had just a little bit to do with it. heh. Anyways, after we lost we ended up basically chillin and hangin out with Dave and Brett, who I still insist was incredibly cute. He had a bit of that "Josh Hartnett" look about him. Anyways, me and Danielle were enjoying drinking her Bacardi nonsense, whatever girl drink it is that she enjoys. And yep, we chilled out, did drunken handstands and whatnot in the hallway outside of his apartment. I raced Tim a couple of times, I still maintain that I won. heh. It was all in all a good and silly time. I stopped drinking around like 2 and then around like 4 30 we took off. Went outside and were like shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. There was like half a foot of snow on my car. It was bullcrap. Danielle fell asleep on the way home so I just listened to my new Kenny Chesney CD that I had bought earlier that night and sang along and drove really really slow all the way to her house from east lansing, woke her up, kicked her ass out of my car. lol. and then made my way home.
I was supposed to go to work at 9:30 but because of the snow my mom wouldn't let me go. She is weird sometimes. So I kinda got up and got ready around noonish and finished one of the scrapbook pages that I was working on and then called up Danielle, then i got online and looked at a bunch of college stuff. As of right now, Pitzer in CA is lookin like where I will be planning on going in two years, with a major in European History. So, yes, I will be getting my ass out of Michigan. woo hoo. But for now, I'm LCC bound for the next two years. ohh yes. Anyways, went and picked up Danielle and we went to the Lansing mall, got some hella awesome deals. It was so kick ass. And then we had dinner at Panera and then went back to Holt and rented a play station game, because I only have play station 1, because we got it for free. And we ended up playing this silly game until like 12 30 and then I took her home, came home and went to bed, yep. So ends my Saturday night.
Sunday, worked. People were pissing me off. Customers, not workers, I worked with Dave, Billie, and Deb 2. All of whom are some nice people. I like Billie, shes really cool. Anyways, then I came home and organized my CD's somewhat, and then went and met my aunt and uncle and little cousin and my parents at Celebration and we saw Beauty and the Beast on the IMAX. It was pretty good man. I love that movie. So good. heh. And then I came home and worked on some cleaning stuff that I had to get done. Read alot. And then crashed at like midnight.
I've been having some weird dreams lately. Really weird ones. They all involve this one...person. And they're...interesting. I have them basically repeatedly. It's never the SAME exact dream, but they're all basically revolving around the same premise. It's really weird. And I don't like it. Not one bit. It's bringing up feelings and emotions that are supposed to be long gone and dead to me. I hate these dreams. Because the feeling doesnt go away when I wake up. It stays with me, for the entire day. I can't ever stop thinking about them and this person that they involve. It drives me nuts. I am doing stupid things, like going and reading old things, old feelings, reading about them and getting upset, again. and ugh, it's not cool. I wish I didnt dream because of this, I want to know what the hell these dreams are meaning. And then I want them to stop. I want them to go away. Forever. Along with the person that they involve. When I say go away forever, i mean it, FOREVER. never to come back.
It was all make believe in the end.