i love to hate to drink jack.
wow, i dont remember posting that last one at all. oops.
oh well. so story.
on friday i had got a call from cat, seeing if i wanted to go play whirly ball? lol
so i said yes. this was quite the excursion. it was in lombard. which seemed far away. first we went to panda express tho, and boy was it great. tasted soooo good. so we leave and go to the whirly ball place, and at this time its around 8. we go in and they are fully reserved until close, so thats sucked, i was so ready to play. so we go outside, btw it was me, katy, cat, luke, antonio and his girlfriend. so they are all suggesting other things to do, and i was being lame cus i didnt want to spend money, so i said i wanted to go home. but i had to go get my friend from some dudes house on the other side of town because she just broke edge and had never drank before and got shitfaced by 9. so i did that, and then i went over to justins. ( my future roommate.)
which is alllllll the way on the other side of town, i took the green line all the way from the harlem stop, to the clark stop, gott of that, and transfered to the brownline and took that all the way to damen. it took like an hour. i get out there and i walk to the apartment and we drink some beer and talk, he decides he wants jager so we go to the liqour store and he buys the jager and i buy the red bull. keep in mind that i havent drank jager since the battle of the bands in stanton. I kept up with this kid tho, i think we did like 4 or 5 jager bombs, and then i had like another 3 beers. at this point i am at a good drunkenness. we want more jager so we walk to 711, but they dont have it so he gets jack. (omg) and so we get back and i take a shot, and within like 10 I am gone. like
for the kids who whitnessed the denny's incident the night we were all at pauls.. this was alot like that, except i didnt have to walk around a fucking pond.
I was in the bathroom for at least 45 minutes, and justin i guess had made a pizza while i was in there lol, and he comes in and sits indian style, right next to me, and hes eating it ans im just like puking my brains out. hes like " your good jo, your fine dude" and hes like rubbing shoulder. and still eating pizza. then im like, ok im gonna lay down. 2 minutes go by and im right back in the bathroom, this happened like 3 times. finally i fell asleep for i think like an hour, and when i woke up he was going out to get his friend who had came over ( its like 4am.) so i am up, my ribs kill, and were all just talking. around 5:30 we decide to go get food, but after getting there im like .. ugh i cant eat. but his friend was like " no dude, eat this bread" so i took a bite. then after we left it was around 6. they took me to the lawrence redline stop and i got on that, didnt get back to my dorm till 7 am.
I had work at 11, and had to work till 7.
it fucking sucked. i was soooo tired, and the kid i work with is like quiet so we went the whole day with like no customers except mary cus i asked her to come. and that was cool, she bought a smoothie from me so that was nice.
so ha. yeah. thats my story.
oh well. so story.
on friday i had got a call from cat, seeing if i wanted to go play whirly ball? lol
so i said yes. this was quite the excursion. it was in lombard. which seemed far away. first we went to panda express tho, and boy was it great. tasted soooo good. so we leave and go to the whirly ball place, and at this time its around 8. we go in and they are fully reserved until close, so thats sucked, i was so ready to play. so we go outside, btw it was me, katy, cat, luke, antonio and his girlfriend. so they are all suggesting other things to do, and i was being lame cus i didnt want to spend money, so i said i wanted to go home. but i had to go get my friend from some dudes house on the other side of town because she just broke edge and had never drank before and got shitfaced by 9. so i did that, and then i went over to justins. ( my future roommate.)
which is alllllll the way on the other side of town, i took the green line all the way from the harlem stop, to the clark stop, gott of that, and transfered to the brownline and took that all the way to damen. it took like an hour. i get out there and i walk to the apartment and we drink some beer and talk, he decides he wants jager so we go to the liqour store and he buys the jager and i buy the red bull. keep in mind that i havent drank jager since the battle of the bands in stanton. I kept up with this kid tho, i think we did like 4 or 5 jager bombs, and then i had like another 3 beers. at this point i am at a good drunkenness. we want more jager so we walk to 711, but they dont have it so he gets jack. (omg) and so we get back and i take a shot, and within like 10 I am gone. like
for the kids who whitnessed the denny's incident the night we were all at pauls.. this was alot like that, except i didnt have to walk around a fucking pond.
I was in the bathroom for at least 45 minutes, and justin i guess had made a pizza while i was in there lol, and he comes in and sits indian style, right next to me, and hes eating it ans im just like puking my brains out. hes like " your good jo, your fine dude" and hes like rubbing shoulder. and still eating pizza. then im like, ok im gonna lay down. 2 minutes go by and im right back in the bathroom, this happened like 3 times. finally i fell asleep for i think like an hour, and when i woke up he was going out to get his friend who had came over ( its like 4am.) so i am up, my ribs kill, and were all just talking. around 5:30 we decide to go get food, but after getting there im like .. ugh i cant eat. but his friend was like " no dude, eat this bread" so i took a bite. then after we left it was around 6. they took me to the lawrence redline stop and i got on that, didnt get back to my dorm till 7 am.
I had work at 11, and had to work till 7.
it fucking sucked. i was soooo tired, and the kid i work with is like quiet so we went the whole day with like no customers except mary cus i asked her to come. and that was cool, she bought a smoothie from me so that was nice.
so ha. yeah. thats my story.