I do my own stunts.
so yeah... what to write about...
I had two weeks of bliss...seriously wonderful. So much so that I didn't care that I barely got any sleep. I could have stayed awake forever just to be with "cutie"
but then last week it got complicated. The ex came to visit...I should have used my head and stayed away. But of course I had no control. "My head was sayin 'fool forget him.' My heart was sayin 'don't let go'" (sorry i've seen Grease a lot in the past few weeks...) Anyway...I put myself in this situation cuz I HAD to see "cutie"
so not only was my judgement off enough to make me go to this hellish movie night...BUT I got drunk. And I'm sure most people know by now that emotional Ashley + alcohol don't mix very well. So there I am crying in front of cutie and friends...and mostly like the ex... can you say ASSHOLE
it was horrible. i felt like an ass. why did i go? why did i drink? why did i have to make the situation so much worse for everyone? why do i care so fucking much? well i know the answer to that last question...
cutie makes it easy, i can't help but care that much.
so cutie (i'm sure it's getting old...but just deal with it!) tells me the next day that i have nothing to be miserable about and "don't worry about it." that's kinda impossible...cuz when you like someone this much and then you act like an asshole...it's hard not to worry. Did I fuck it up?
but cutie is on break...and i'm here in SC. so I guess I'll have to wait to see if I screwed everything up...
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on a less depressing note:
my mom came to visit for the weekend. It was pretty cool. Tom cooked us dinner both nights. Sat night I went to the movies with Tom, Victor, and Sarah Berko...while my mom chilled in the apartment. We saw Ultraviolet...fucking awesome. Milla is my heart!
Garth-Why don't you let anyone in?
Violet-Because these moments, even though they're beautiful, are evil when they're gone.
then last night we watched the Oscars...it was entertaining for the most part...and when it wasn't we muted it and made fun of the boring people accepting awards. Jon Stewart was hilarious. The 3 6 Mafia thing was AMAAAAAAZING.
"Just to sum up... Martin Scorsese: zero Oscars, 3 6 Mafia: one."
"You know, I think it just got a little easier in here for a pimp."
and by far the best thing of the night...
(slips on the way to the mic to present an Oscar)
I do my own stunts.
-Jennifer Garner
fucking hilarious...me, mom, and tom were laughing so hard that we missed everything else that she said. way to think on your feet jen.
and congrats to Crash...surprise victory. It def deserved it...awesome movie.
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and i think that is all...let hope break is somewhat fun and i'm not bored out of my mind for a week.
*sigh* i wish cutie was here...
I had two weeks of bliss...seriously wonderful. So much so that I didn't care that I barely got any sleep. I could have stayed awake forever just to be with "cutie"
but then last week it got complicated. The ex came to visit...I should have used my head and stayed away. But of course I had no control. "My head was sayin 'fool forget him.' My heart was sayin 'don't let go'" (sorry i've seen Grease a lot in the past few weeks...) Anyway...I put myself in this situation cuz I HAD to see "cutie"
so not only was my judgement off enough to make me go to this hellish movie night...BUT I got drunk. And I'm sure most people know by now that emotional Ashley + alcohol don't mix very well. So there I am crying in front of cutie and friends...and mostly like the ex... can you say ASSHOLE
it was horrible. i felt like an ass. why did i go? why did i drink? why did i have to make the situation so much worse for everyone? why do i care so fucking much? well i know the answer to that last question...
cutie makes it easy, i can't help but care that much.
so cutie (i'm sure it's getting old...but just deal with it!) tells me the next day that i have nothing to be miserable about and "don't worry about it." that's kinda impossible...cuz when you like someone this much and then you act like an asshole...it's hard not to worry. Did I fuck it up?
but cutie is on break...and i'm here in SC. so I guess I'll have to wait to see if I screwed everything up...
__________
on a less depressing note:
my mom came to visit for the weekend. It was pretty cool. Tom cooked us dinner both nights. Sat night I went to the movies with Tom, Victor, and Sarah Berko...while my mom chilled in the apartment. We saw Ultraviolet...fucking awesome. Milla is my heart!
Garth-Why don't you let anyone in?
Violet-Because these moments, even though they're beautiful, are evil when they're gone.
then last night we watched the Oscars...it was entertaining for the most part...and when it wasn't we muted it and made fun of the boring people accepting awards. Jon Stewart was hilarious. The 3 6 Mafia thing was AMAAAAAAZING.
"Just to sum up... Martin Scorsese: zero Oscars, 3 6 Mafia: one."
"You know, I think it just got a little easier in here for a pimp."
and by far the best thing of the night...
(slips on the way to the mic to present an Oscar)
I do my own stunts.
-Jennifer Garner
fucking hilarious...me, mom, and tom were laughing so hard that we missed everything else that she said. way to think on your feet jen.
and congrats to Crash...surprise victory. It def deserved it...awesome movie.
_______
and i think that is all...let hope break is somewhat fun and i'm not bored out of my mind for a week.
*sigh* i wish cutie was here...