i need a fucking drunk icon.
I think I'm still a little drunk from last night lol.
I know that I have been extremely heavy on RL stuff lately. But it's just so different, I can see and feel my life starting. It's an amazing feeling, I'm growing up and meeting people and becoming even more assertive than I already was and I'm really feeling comfortable in my skin. Well not completely comfortable just yet because it's new, but I'm comfortably challenged in it. But the point is if you're sick of it or something, you can either cut me or skip these entries, it's totally fine, just know that it's going to be a long summer without fandom so I will be talking about these things and my dates and my friends, and the choice is yours. And I hope you're bored enough to want to read this shit lol.
I was supposed to hang out with Ali but I didn't hear from her beyond the idea of hanging out, so come like 7, I figure she's way behind on coming back home and whatever, I got invited to Andy's so I went there, instead. Then there was all this fucking drama because Ali called and I'd already started drinking so I couldn't just get up and go to her house and she got all fucking bitchy and "SORRY I WAS 15 MINUTES LATE. I TOLD YOU 8:30, BLAH BLAH". UM, no, you didn't. And you didn't say shit about a bonfire except merely mentioning the idea of it like a week ago. So excuse me for making other plans when I figured it wasn't happening. Maybe if you weren't living two states away this summer and maybe if you weren't so busy with your gd boyfriend all the time, you could see your friends more. I don't care if you hang out with him, just don't bitch at me when you can't see me, then.
Whatever, I was then pissed so I just drank FASTAR. guys, GUYS. MY FAVE DRINK = ~PANTY DROPPERS~. I called them Panty Peelers a lot by accident. Probably because of House. BUT ANYWAY. They are vodka, beer, and lemonade. Sounds like ass, but they are like CANDY, OKAY, AND ALSO? THEY ARE LETHAL. They are also known as "hop, skip, and go naked"s. TRY ONE SOMETIME. I had two and then half of Molly's and I was completely set for the night. And most of this morning.
And then this Jeremy kid was there. He's had a crush on me since... I don't even remember. But okay, I said, "I want to go to there" about the backseat of Andy's car because it vibrates a lot and us women always fight over it, and he was like, "30 ROCK?!?!" He totally got it. And then he said that Tina Fey was really hot. And then we started talking about Always Sunny in Philadelphia. He was all over me later and I didn't really stop him.
Also I will have you know that I do understand how I may appear to be slightly whorish right now. I hope by now you'd know me better than that anyway. But if that's your opinion of me because of this week, then you can just cut me because I am single. Nobody has snatched me up and until someone does, I will be talking to and kissing people if the opportunities arise and I feel like it (or, in this case, am really drunk). I am allowed to do that.
Molly somehow brought up my flexibility because she constantly uses it to get attention, but I was drunk so I didn't care, and she told me to do my trick were I do the splits vertically against a wall. So I did that on the side of his house and kind of fell and then laughed my ass off. I found leaves in my hair later. ALSO!! It was starting to rain and people were freaking out and I was like, "NOOO I HOPE IT DOES RAIN, I LOVE RAIN!!" AND THEN IT DID and I RAN in it and then laid in his front yard for awhile and just let it rain on my face and I was so fucking happy, okay.
Andy's car, that had been supplying us with music, DIED, so we got bored and decided to walk to a bar. So we're walking and that Jeremy kid was hanging all over me but I didn't mind it because it was actually helpful being walked around at that point lmao. I did not feel like falling on my face, thanks. And then I lost my flip flop. In front of this huge group of guys on the sidewalk. UGH. I went back for it and was like, "LOLLLLL SORRY." lmao lmao skljfhasjk. Jeremy and I ended up ahead of Andy and Molly somehow, and then he kind of spun us around and started kissing me? UGH UGH UGH. I didn't stop it and I can't say I regret it but in hindsight I just wish it wouldn't have even happened.
Andy and Molly caught up and we were all worried about not getting in because we're babies and only 20. But we went anyway? lmao. No but okay! We totes got in! They didn't even check. We sat ourselves and Molly stole a bunch of peppermints so I was so content to be sucking on those. The guys went up to the bar to get drinks and came back and Jeremy sat next to me and we were sharing his and IT WAS A WHISKEY SOUR. HAVE YOU EVER HAD THOSE. THEY ARE SO FUCKING GOOD ALSO!! So then I pretty much commandeered it entirely. And then he started touching me under the table. And I didn't really mind it, I guess, and he did get bonus points for having the nerve to try something in public. Then we played darts. And Molly and I lost so bad. I think I almost poked somebody's eye out, too. Because I had a couple that totally bounced off the board and fail, fail.
We went back to Andy's after a couple more drinks and I sat in my chair by the fire and Jeremy was all, "Noooo sit on my lap" so I did, whatever, and then he was kissing me again and Molly kept telling me to shut up. We all went inside and then I suddenly got REALLY bored of and sick of everything and did NOT want to sleep over because fuck, if he's feeling me up in front of people, who even knows what he's going to try on me when we're "sleeping". I just didn't even want to have to deal with rejecting him and I just wanted to leave. I was tired as fuck anyway. So I called my sister and I was like, "HELP, WILL YOU COME GET ME." And she said yes right away and I love her so much. We have been so amazing lately, getting along and having fun and being nice. She said she'd call me back, and when she did, Jeremy like, ran across the room, stole my phone, and hung up on her, which was NOT cool at ALL and then god! He's sticking his tongue down my throat while I'm ON THE PHONE. And I wasn't drinking anymore so it was becoming less and less okay for him to sit and do that shit, gross, go. So my sister came and got me. And then he texted me a bunch, whining and asking why I left and LMAO, then he called himself a failure or something, cry moar. He asked again why I ~had to leaveeee~ so I told him I was tired and was already screwing somebody else anyway. "Well good! Night!" I knew that'd work. EXCEPT NOT, BECAUSE HE TEXTED ME AGAIN 5 MINUTES LATER ANYWAY. UGH UGH. This is why I wish it never would have happened. This shit. This clingy shit. I kind of want to throw up. And that's not just the approaching hangover talking.
And then I made french fries and ran into Randy on facebook chat, who told me to flip on some infomercial about erectile dysfunction so we could make fun of it together. I went upstairs to go to bed, only to find that my belly button ring was BROKEN, fucker, it was one of my favorite ones and I would have taken it over your stupid mediocre kiss and your touchy-feely shit that BROKE it any day of the week. And my big toenails are BROKEN, too, both of them. Fucking a.
But yay we have DEMETRI MARTIN tonight. THERE ARE NO WORDS AT ALL FOR MY EXCITEMENT.
I know that I have been extremely heavy on RL stuff lately. But it's just so different, I can see and feel my life starting. It's an amazing feeling, I'm growing up and meeting people and becoming even more assertive than I already was and I'm really feeling comfortable in my skin. Well not completely comfortable just yet because it's new, but I'm comfortably challenged in it. But the point is if you're sick of it or something, you can either cut me or skip these entries, it's totally fine, just know that it's going to be a long summer without fandom so I will be talking about these things and my dates and my friends, and the choice is yours. And I hope you're bored enough to want to read this shit lol.
I was supposed to hang out with Ali but I didn't hear from her beyond the idea of hanging out, so come like 7, I figure she's way behind on coming back home and whatever, I got invited to Andy's so I went there, instead. Then there was all this fucking drama because Ali called and I'd already started drinking so I couldn't just get up and go to her house and she got all fucking bitchy and "SORRY I WAS 15 MINUTES LATE. I TOLD YOU 8:30, BLAH BLAH". UM, no, you didn't. And you didn't say shit about a bonfire except merely mentioning the idea of it like a week ago. So excuse me for making other plans when I figured it wasn't happening. Maybe if you weren't living two states away this summer and maybe if you weren't so busy with your gd boyfriend all the time, you could see your friends more. I don't care if you hang out with him, just don't bitch at me when you can't see me, then.
Whatever, I was then pissed so I just drank FASTAR. guys, GUYS. MY FAVE DRINK = ~PANTY DROPPERS~. I called them Panty Peelers a lot by accident. Probably because of House. BUT ANYWAY. They are vodka, beer, and lemonade. Sounds like ass, but they are like CANDY, OKAY, AND ALSO? THEY ARE LETHAL. They are also known as "hop, skip, and go naked"s. TRY ONE SOMETIME. I had two and then half of Molly's and I was completely set for the night. And most of this morning.
And then this Jeremy kid was there. He's had a crush on me since... I don't even remember. But okay, I said, "I want to go to there" about the backseat of Andy's car because it vibrates a lot and us women always fight over it, and he was like, "30 ROCK?!?!" He totally got it. And then he said that Tina Fey was really hot. And then we started talking about Always Sunny in Philadelphia. He was all over me later and I didn't really stop him.
Also I will have you know that I do understand how I may appear to be slightly whorish right now. I hope by now you'd know me better than that anyway. But if that's your opinion of me because of this week, then you can just cut me because I am single. Nobody has snatched me up and until someone does, I will be talking to and kissing people if the opportunities arise and I feel like it (or, in this case, am really drunk). I am allowed to do that.
Molly somehow brought up my flexibility because she constantly uses it to get attention, but I was drunk so I didn't care, and she told me to do my trick were I do the splits vertically against a wall. So I did that on the side of his house and kind of fell and then laughed my ass off. I found leaves in my hair later. ALSO!! It was starting to rain and people were freaking out and I was like, "NOOO I HOPE IT DOES RAIN, I LOVE RAIN!!" AND THEN IT DID and I RAN in it and then laid in his front yard for awhile and just let it rain on my face and I was so fucking happy, okay.
Andy's car, that had been supplying us with music, DIED, so we got bored and decided to walk to a bar. So we're walking and that Jeremy kid was hanging all over me but I didn't mind it because it was actually helpful being walked around at that point lmao. I did not feel like falling on my face, thanks. And then I lost my flip flop. In front of this huge group of guys on the sidewalk. UGH. I went back for it and was like, "LOLLLLL SORRY." lmao lmao skljfhasjk. Jeremy and I ended up ahead of Andy and Molly somehow, and then he kind of spun us around and started kissing me? UGH UGH UGH. I didn't stop it and I can't say I regret it but in hindsight I just wish it wouldn't have even happened.
Andy and Molly caught up and we were all worried about not getting in because we're babies and only 20. But we went anyway? lmao. No but okay! We totes got in! They didn't even check. We sat ourselves and Molly stole a bunch of peppermints so I was so content to be sucking on those. The guys went up to the bar to get drinks and came back and Jeremy sat next to me and we were sharing his and IT WAS A WHISKEY SOUR. HAVE YOU EVER HAD THOSE. THEY ARE SO FUCKING GOOD ALSO!! So then I pretty much commandeered it entirely. And then he started touching me under the table. And I didn't really mind it, I guess, and he did get bonus points for having the nerve to try something in public. Then we played darts. And Molly and I lost so bad. I think I almost poked somebody's eye out, too. Because I had a couple that totally bounced off the board and fail, fail.
We went back to Andy's after a couple more drinks and I sat in my chair by the fire and Jeremy was all, "Noooo sit on my lap" so I did, whatever, and then he was kissing me again and Molly kept telling me to shut up. We all went inside and then I suddenly got REALLY bored of and sick of everything and did NOT want to sleep over because fuck, if he's feeling me up in front of people, who even knows what he's going to try on me when we're "sleeping". I just didn't even want to have to deal with rejecting him and I just wanted to leave. I was tired as fuck anyway. So I called my sister and I was like, "HELP, WILL YOU COME GET ME." And she said yes right away and I love her so much. We have been so amazing lately, getting along and having fun and being nice. She said she'd call me back, and when she did, Jeremy like, ran across the room, stole my phone, and hung up on her, which was NOT cool at ALL and then god! He's sticking his tongue down my throat while I'm ON THE PHONE. And I wasn't drinking anymore so it was becoming less and less okay for him to sit and do that shit, gross, go. So my sister came and got me. And then he texted me a bunch, whining and asking why I left and LMAO, then he called himself a failure or something, cry moar. He asked again why I ~had to leaveeee~ so I told him I was tired and was already screwing somebody else anyway. "Well good! Night!" I knew that'd work. EXCEPT NOT, BECAUSE HE TEXTED ME AGAIN 5 MINUTES LATER ANYWAY. UGH UGH. This is why I wish it never would have happened. This shit. This clingy shit. I kind of want to throw up. And that's not just the approaching hangover talking.
And then I made french fries and ran into Randy on facebook chat, who told me to flip on some infomercial about erectile dysfunction so we could make fun of it together. I went upstairs to go to bed, only to find that my belly button ring was BROKEN, fucker, it was one of my favorite ones and I would have taken it over your stupid mediocre kiss and your touchy-feely shit that BROKE it any day of the week. And my big toenails are BROKEN, too, both of them. Fucking a.
But yay we have DEMETRI MARTIN tonight. THERE ARE NO WORDS AT ALL FOR MY EXCITEMENT.