Feb 12, 2007 09:41
I had a rather entertaining weekend. On Sat. I saw my first bengal cat because ashley bought one. For anyone that doesn't know bengal cats look like mini cheetahs, and they don't act like the typical cat for they like water, and can be trained to play fetch and walk on a leash. If I ever have like 5,000 bucks I could just blow on anything, I would buy a Safari, which is similar to the bengal cat in appearence except they get to be like 35-40 ibs. So this cat would be the size of a semi large dog,which would be sweet.
Later that night I went to Franco and Alex's goodbye party. That was a CRAZY party. As soon as I walked in I was informed by some intoxicated girl there was a stripper. I wasn't sure if this was a "real" stripper or just some girl who liked to get naked. But it became apparent after the wax and lotion "tricks" she was trained or something..and there was a body guard. From my previous experience with strippers (crazy horse) I knew to keep my distance and to not let the strippper seduce me into taking off any of my clothes, which I would never let happen, but strippers DO have this effect of getting you to do things you wouldn't ordinarliy do, its like you just let things happen, at least thats how it has felt to me.
The inbetweens played their last show. I felt kind of sentimental because I remember when beano, justin, and eddie first started practicing together in ashley's garage. Which was way back in the day because they didn't even have a singer (cheeze) yet.
I think I still have a copy of that CD somewhere
Then me Mark and Ashley started reminising about HIV and Offended...all these bands that our friends had together in highschool that are no longer together.
It always gives me a strange feeling when people move away. It always invokes thoughts in me, like what it will be like when I finally move away. And what it will be like way in future when old friends are reunited again, seeing how we've changed, but are still the same.
I have PE in like 12 min.
My mind isn't into school today, it keeps wandering and I can't control it.
I'm really upset with my Dad. Its been building for years and this weekend was really the breaking point. I don't see how I could have lived with someone so long, and not really have a relationship with them.
My dad just doesn't act like a parent. I feel like I have always been the more mature one in the relationship.
I've always wanted a dad like ashley's..or someone like Sandy Cohen from the OC
At this point I feel like cutting him out of my life entirely. Like when I finally move away from home, I just know I won't keep in touch with him and vice versa, I can just see that happening.
I know its harsh, but I know he doesnt worry about our relationship anyway, and I know I would be happier not having someone in my life that is always disappointing me.
Why keep people in your life that cause you pain?