What the shit...
I just got totally mind fucked tonight...this song really fits my day right about now.
First off, I start the day off playing WoW. I go look in the mirror and my eyes are blood shot as hell from sleep deprivation and eye strain on the screen in a dark room. So, I've looked like I've been smoking pot all damn day. Naturally, no one had visine...
So I leave with the homies later thinking we were going to Tyler's house. We ended up going to Chase's. Kyle was talking about some 5 kegger party that I didn't want to go to because A. It would have been packed, and B. We didn't know anyone there....we went. Didn't know anyone of course, and it was packed. Cars lined up around the street packed. And down the side streets packed. We didn't even go in. Kyle was the only one that really wanted to. So naturally, we stood around and did nothing as I was bored and annoyed.
We go back to Chase's...Kyle invites Jessie Graham over. For those of you who dunno, Jessie Graham has an uber fetish for left-handed people. And I mean people because she's bisexual. I just so happen to be left-handed...you can see where this is going. So she was rubbing on me a lil bit...which annoys Tara for some reason. Tara doesn't like her, I dunno why. Probably because attention shifted as soon as she walks in. Females...Anyway, Tara decides to be dramatic and rude. Which in turn causes Jessie to leave. Which also causes me to get irritated, though not for the reason most people would think. I got annoyed because what Tara did was just fuckin ridiculous and rude. And I'll give her the fact that Jessie is a bit on the uh, "eccentric" side. But she's good natured as far as I can tell and doesn't deserve flak just because someone is on the rag...and what's wrong with being into someone for being a southpaw? We are rarities after all. Like 10% of the world's population I think. I'm "gifted," in my opinion. Apparently in hers too as loves to watch me write or do anything with my left hand lol.
So later Tara pushes me into a "Welcome" picture hanging on Chase's wall. Not really out of spite or anything, but it was still fucked up. The picture drops off the wall and I slow it down a bit before it hits the floor so it doesn't break. I hang it back up and walk away...it falls again and shatters. So now everyone is blaming me for breaking this god damn picture. So I pick up the glass, by myself mind you, while the responsible belligerent-ass leaves. Doing so I get glass in my fucking hand. Smoothe eh? So I'm pissed.
Ian and I decide to go to Donut King cuz it's our little venue, especially in the wee hours of the morning. We bullshit for a while, and I'm still pissed. As we leave, Ian stops talking mid-sentence, and I turn around...
"Whoa..."
There's some hippie standing in the doorway that goes by the name, Lindsay. "Well I'm not drunk...gotta be real," I think as my mind wraps around and proceeds to fuck itself. Sure enough, t'was Linz. Was good to see her again, but was weird. She pretty much just said "I saw you when we drove by and I wanted to say hi..." then walked off looking for her ride lol. Not that "hi" isn't thoughtful...and I know it's 3 a.m. but just bailing? C'mon now. Surely you could have a chocolate milk or something. I don't think those two guys who were mean-mugging Ian and me for no reason would mind coming in and having a donut. Perhaps two? And what are you doing out at 3 in the morning anyway? That's when delinquents like us go out, not you. I bet you were getting blazed...O.o lol. Have you turned into a lil menace to society? Hope not, you had too much potential...
And get some damn shoes! This isn't a third-world country, heathen! ;)
"WHAT A DAY! WHAT A DAY! SHOULDA STAYED HOME SHOOTIN THE BREEZE ALL DAY!"
First off, I start the day off playing WoW. I go look in the mirror and my eyes are blood shot as hell from sleep deprivation and eye strain on the screen in a dark room. So, I've looked like I've been smoking pot all damn day. Naturally, no one had visine...
So I leave with the homies later thinking we were going to Tyler's house. We ended up going to Chase's. Kyle was talking about some 5 kegger party that I didn't want to go to because A. It would have been packed, and B. We didn't know anyone there....we went. Didn't know anyone of course, and it was packed. Cars lined up around the street packed. And down the side streets packed. We didn't even go in. Kyle was the only one that really wanted to. So naturally, we stood around and did nothing as I was bored and annoyed.
We go back to Chase's...Kyle invites Jessie Graham over. For those of you who dunno, Jessie Graham has an uber fetish for left-handed people. And I mean people because she's bisexual. I just so happen to be left-handed...you can see where this is going. So she was rubbing on me a lil bit...which annoys Tara for some reason. Tara doesn't like her, I dunno why. Probably because attention shifted as soon as she walks in. Females...Anyway, Tara decides to be dramatic and rude. Which in turn causes Jessie to leave. Which also causes me to get irritated, though not for the reason most people would think. I got annoyed because what Tara did was just fuckin ridiculous and rude. And I'll give her the fact that Jessie is a bit on the uh, "eccentric" side. But she's good natured as far as I can tell and doesn't deserve flak just because someone is on the rag...and what's wrong with being into someone for being a southpaw? We are rarities after all. Like 10% of the world's population I think. I'm "gifted," in my opinion. Apparently in hers too as loves to watch me write or do anything with my left hand lol.
So later Tara pushes me into a "Welcome" picture hanging on Chase's wall. Not really out of spite or anything, but it was still fucked up. The picture drops off the wall and I slow it down a bit before it hits the floor so it doesn't break. I hang it back up and walk away...it falls again and shatters. So now everyone is blaming me for breaking this god damn picture. So I pick up the glass, by myself mind you, while the responsible belligerent-ass leaves. Doing so I get glass in my fucking hand. Smoothe eh? So I'm pissed.
Ian and I decide to go to Donut King cuz it's our little venue, especially in the wee hours of the morning. We bullshit for a while, and I'm still pissed. As we leave, Ian stops talking mid-sentence, and I turn around...
"Whoa..."
There's some hippie standing in the doorway that goes by the name, Lindsay. "Well I'm not drunk...gotta be real," I think as my mind wraps around and proceeds to fuck itself. Sure enough, t'was Linz. Was good to see her again, but was weird. She pretty much just said "I saw you when we drove by and I wanted to say hi..." then walked off looking for her ride lol. Not that "hi" isn't thoughtful...and I know it's 3 a.m. but just bailing? C'mon now. Surely you could have a chocolate milk or something. I don't think those two guys who were mean-mugging Ian and me for no reason would mind coming in and having a donut. Perhaps two? And what are you doing out at 3 in the morning anyway? That's when delinquents like us go out, not you. I bet you were getting blazed...O.o lol. Have you turned into a lil menace to society? Hope not, you had too much potential...
And get some damn shoes! This isn't a third-world country, heathen! ;)
"WHAT A DAY! WHAT A DAY! SHOULDA STAYED HOME SHOOTIN THE BREEZE ALL DAY!"