not nuff time
since ive been sort of busy lately i didnt get to finish the retelling of my weekend. Thursday night, right. At yousefs, yousef gets really drunk and goes on about friends, erin, his weight, hooplah. pat gets really drunk. eggs yousef on to break his ceiling tiles again...table is flipped. POT is smoked as pat was obnoxiously calling it. three way phone call with ray from philly. echoing laughs and voices. i was laughing so hard. yousef decided to order four large pizzas from dominos. poor guy went through SO MUCH SNOW to get that to us. like, it was a foot. and freshly fallen. i couldnt believe he came, within the hour too. how admirable. anyway, the eight of us killed the four large pizzas. i was a lil upset with myself, but i took the smallest pieces, still. thats why i hate weed, but i like the feeling of it more than alcohol anymore. whatever. it was a really good time we just chilled and it wasnt too crazy like most nights there. pat and i got along well. i held the window open while he puked. poor thing. the next morning we all went to sweet treat. bought patty breakfast. got a muffin. so good. idk what i did the rest of the day. i think i like sort of organized my clothes.
friday night, we went to strohls and they put on law abiding citizen and i was like, uhmmmmm i dont wanna watch this. i ate a LOT of nachos and cheese and fell asleep. saturdayyyy idk what we did. i think we went to beijing at some point. chicken n broccoli brought some home to have. stayed in saturday night. sunday, i have no clue. i know he somehow paid for me twice somewhere.. subway? no actually i paid for myself..that was on thursday anyway. fuck my memory.
monday was the night i had my bad dream. i slept over pats house tuesday night and the next morning i said, nope, no school. i watched where the wild things are and it just made me so sad. just how like, isolated children feel because we dont fully understand things like our moms wanting to date another man or our older sisters not being so nice to us anymore cuz they are "cool" now. i remember feeling like max, just wanting to like yell so loud all the time. i just felt so lonely. i hate being a fucking kid. i dont miss it for anything. when i look back it wasnt all so simple, or maybe it was too simple. it sucked okay.
tomorrow, KOP and maybe FILLEE.
oh and pat has THE SHINGLES. wtf?
friday night, we went to strohls and they put on law abiding citizen and i was like, uhmmmmm i dont wanna watch this. i ate a LOT of nachos and cheese and fell asleep. saturdayyyy idk what we did. i think we went to beijing at some point. chicken n broccoli brought some home to have. stayed in saturday night. sunday, i have no clue. i know he somehow paid for me twice somewhere.. subway? no actually i paid for myself..that was on thursday anyway. fuck my memory.
monday was the night i had my bad dream. i slept over pats house tuesday night and the next morning i said, nope, no school. i watched where the wild things are and it just made me so sad. just how like, isolated children feel because we dont fully understand things like our moms wanting to date another man or our older sisters not being so nice to us anymore cuz they are "cool" now. i remember feeling like max, just wanting to like yell so loud all the time. i just felt so lonely. i hate being a fucking kid. i dont miss it for anything. when i look back it wasnt all so simple, or maybe it was too simple. it sucked okay.
tomorrow, KOP and maybe FILLEE.
oh and pat has THE SHINGLES. wtf?