strip club and the latest shenanigans..
So, what now. I feel like everything has become so ordinary... hopefully this is a phase and I'm just being wierd. "This too shall pass."
Thursday night the girls and I went to B's hotel party. Sadly, it was hard to have fun without alcohol... but I'm completely turned off. I talked to M on the phone for most the night. S blew up at me for "talking down" to her... we're over it, but sucks that I don't notice when I patronize people. Ah, I'm such a bitch.
Friday night... I chilled with M and M, went to the high school all-star football game in New Britian and met up with C and T. The car ride there was horrible... we got lost, M got frustrated, he yelled, I said "fuck you and fuck this." I think one of the worst things a person could ever do is not care... if you don't CARE about something, what the hell are you living for?! At that moment... I said I didn't care, but of course I did. He's my world right now.
We made up.
Saturday... I abandoned the idea of working over time and headed over to S's grad party and stayed there for a good 6 hours. After all, she's my best friend. I'm gonna miss that girl so much.
When I'm the only black person at social events... I tend to notice all the racial statements people make. Example... playing vball, I was doing well and this little kid innocently says.. "hey, you're like the Tiger Woods of volleyball." My reply: "Ugh.. why can't I be the Jack Nicholson of volleyball?" Everyone got a kick out of it... glad I can entertain. AHH, THEN! Just thinking about it gets me frustrated. I mentioned that I was going to Temple.. and this woman (yes, a woman) goes, "One of my friends went there... I think she left because there were a lot of black people." SHOOOOOT ME. I HATE REALITY !!!!!!!
M and D stopped by S's.. from there the 3 of us left and went to the Gold Club... a strip club. A STRIP CLUB. This whole "try everything once" thing has gotten out of hand. It was an experience I'll never ever forget.
Afterwards, I stopped by J's to check out the Windsor crew. They were drinking and smoking... of course. We chilled... talked about the club and I headed home.
I jokingly told M I loved him. The words were there in my throat and I couldn't suppress it. Oh gawd.
Thursday night the girls and I went to B's hotel party. Sadly, it was hard to have fun without alcohol... but I'm completely turned off. I talked to M on the phone for most the night. S blew up at me for "talking down" to her... we're over it, but sucks that I don't notice when I patronize people. Ah, I'm such a bitch.
Friday night... I chilled with M and M, went to the high school all-star football game in New Britian and met up with C and T. The car ride there was horrible... we got lost, M got frustrated, he yelled, I said "fuck you and fuck this." I think one of the worst things a person could ever do is not care... if you don't CARE about something, what the hell are you living for?! At that moment... I said I didn't care, but of course I did. He's my world right now.
We made up.
Saturday... I abandoned the idea of working over time and headed over to S's grad party and stayed there for a good 6 hours. After all, she's my best friend. I'm gonna miss that girl so much.
When I'm the only black person at social events... I tend to notice all the racial statements people make. Example... playing vball, I was doing well and this little kid innocently says.. "hey, you're like the Tiger Woods of volleyball." My reply: "Ugh.. why can't I be the Jack Nicholson of volleyball?" Everyone got a kick out of it... glad I can entertain. AHH, THEN! Just thinking about it gets me frustrated. I mentioned that I was going to Temple.. and this woman (yes, a woman) goes, "One of my friends went there... I think she left because there were a lot of black people." SHOOOOOT ME. I HATE REALITY !!!!!!!
M and D stopped by S's.. from there the 3 of us left and went to the Gold Club... a strip club. A STRIP CLUB. This whole "try everything once" thing has gotten out of hand. It was an experience I'll never ever forget.
Afterwards, I stopped by J's to check out the Windsor crew. They were drinking and smoking... of course. We chilled... talked about the club and I headed home.
I jokingly told M I loved him. The words were there in my throat and I couldn't suppress it. Oh gawd.