my car starts shaking violently @ 110 mph
so last night had to have been the scariest night of my life.
first:
drama
then:
shadiness
after:
fun
then:
more shadiness
after:
fast driving
okay. so it starts out with marc and me talking. hes pissed, basically, that i like matt. i really should have gotten mad at him for being so stupid about something that really doesnt matter. but i guess im not that type of guy. i was talking to matt after i got home and he told me i was too pc. i sugar coat everything in order not to offend anyone. and i just end up making everything so much more complicated. i waslked away from our talk, after telling marc how much i cared about him, still distressed about everything, but okay i guess. marc is the one that was upset. he just ended up drinking a lot. by himself. which makes me worry.
then comes the car ride to detroit. morgan calls me and tells me that were going to detroit tonight to meet beckee and her brothers for the technofest. okay, this is wayyyyy out of my realm of things i normally do on a (sunday) night. but it was so funny. it takes us like 30 minutes to get there, which was actually fun. then we have to find the fucking parking structure which was a nightmare. we get lost on beaubian (boob-ian) and jefferson and all these other streets. but detroit actually isnt all that bad. we park at greektown. i dont think we ever stopped laughing.
beckee meets us in some random spot. we meet her brother, her older brother and her cousin. oh my fucking god, i wanted to get on tim tharp so bad. he was a little old tho, oh well. we go to some old german bar and then to the party. everyone was there. everyone. it was crazy. soooooo many hot guys (i think a lot were gay too). i grabbed so many of them. and then we got to the center of the concert, where people were croud surfing. every hair on my body was vibrating. it was crazy. so i was like dance-fucking morgan and beckee, i was grabbing all these guys. it was insane.
then i realize its 10:50. the girls stay, i go home alone.
the walk:
i cant find the fucking casino. i find it. walking fast. smoking. walking fast. 11:05
getting out of detroit:
i cant figure out how the fuck to get to 375. i drive through, going down streets, asking directions, getting stuck. 11:16
the expressway:
im dumb. i really am. i just should have told my dad where i was (not in birrmingham) and driven 70 or 75. but i was afraid. i had to be home by 11:30. so i drive 90. 90 turns into 95, 95 turns into 110. im weaving in and out of traffic, my car is vibrating like all hell. im getting home. im completing almost two miles in a minute, on off-ramp to get to 696 im driving 70. youre supposed to be going 25. it was the stupidest thing ive ever done. i made it home without aticket, without death. 11:36
scariest night of my life. but it was fun.
first:
drama
then:
shadiness
after:
fun
then:
more shadiness
after:
fast driving
okay. so it starts out with marc and me talking. hes pissed, basically, that i like matt. i really should have gotten mad at him for being so stupid about something that really doesnt matter. but i guess im not that type of guy. i was talking to matt after i got home and he told me i was too pc. i sugar coat everything in order not to offend anyone. and i just end up making everything so much more complicated. i waslked away from our talk, after telling marc how much i cared about him, still distressed about everything, but okay i guess. marc is the one that was upset. he just ended up drinking a lot. by himself. which makes me worry.
then comes the car ride to detroit. morgan calls me and tells me that were going to detroit tonight to meet beckee and her brothers for the technofest. okay, this is wayyyyy out of my realm of things i normally do on a (sunday) night. but it was so funny. it takes us like 30 minutes to get there, which was actually fun. then we have to find the fucking parking structure which was a nightmare. we get lost on beaubian (boob-ian) and jefferson and all these other streets. but detroit actually isnt all that bad. we park at greektown. i dont think we ever stopped laughing.
beckee meets us in some random spot. we meet her brother, her older brother and her cousin. oh my fucking god, i wanted to get on tim tharp so bad. he was a little old tho, oh well. we go to some old german bar and then to the party. everyone was there. everyone. it was crazy. soooooo many hot guys (i think a lot were gay too). i grabbed so many of them. and then we got to the center of the concert, where people were croud surfing. every hair on my body was vibrating. it was crazy. so i was like dance-fucking morgan and beckee, i was grabbing all these guys. it was insane.
then i realize its 10:50. the girls stay, i go home alone.
the walk:
i cant find the fucking casino. i find it. walking fast. smoking. walking fast. 11:05
getting out of detroit:
i cant figure out how the fuck to get to 375. i drive through, going down streets, asking directions, getting stuck. 11:16
the expressway:
im dumb. i really am. i just should have told my dad where i was (not in birrmingham) and driven 70 or 75. but i was afraid. i had to be home by 11:30. so i drive 90. 90 turns into 95, 95 turns into 110. im weaving in and out of traffic, my car is vibrating like all hell. im getting home. im completing almost two miles in a minute, on off-ramp to get to 696 im driving 70. youre supposed to be going 25. it was the stupidest thing ive ever done. i made it home without aticket, without death. 11:36
scariest night of my life. but it was fun.