"Not a lot babygirl, just a little bit" - quote of the week...
Haven't updated in a while, so I figured I would. All I've been doin' lately is workin' and chillin'. My job is crazy as hell. I'm in charge of 14-16 first graders that are totally insane. They refuse to listen, follow the directions, stay in one spot, etc.etc.etc. and sometimes I really wanna beat them. But they are my baby's nonetheless...and Donovan is in my group, the sole reason I get up for work everyday. I dono what I'd do without my baby boy.
I got a new bunny girl a few weeks back, since my other one died. She is precious. Her name is Malibu (yes, after the rum), and she's "blue" (that's what they call her, but she's gray) and a Holland Lop. My dad and I drove all the way up to Thompson, CT to get her, and it was worth it. She likes to poop on me...go figure lol. I'll post pics soon.
I am so drained right now because this past week I've drank like 4 days in a row to the point where I was drunk and I'm not used to that. I need to sloooow down a little. lol
Wednesday - Went to Brass Rail (yes, a gay bar) with Amb, and Brandon and we met Dante there. That was a fun time to say the least, when Amb and I weren't cracking up, at some of the people. We met Dante's friend Bryce who was wicked nice and Amb and I saw James that works at the pizza place down the street from me, you might know him as "Aunty Nasty". lol. He's a fuckin' trip, and very open with his likes and dislikes! lol. He made for a few laughs. I don't recommend standing out on Bank Street at late hours - guys might start to come up to you, asking if you want any Chronic, Weed, or Heroin, telling you about their dead girlfriends, try and sell you Pornos, or let you listen to Foo Fighters. Wow....great nite. ha!
Thursday - Esker Point with Amb, Brandon and Dante. That was fun. We met Brian and Nicole there and chilled. I got a little too drunk on the beach. It was like 830 and I was totally gone, walking back to the car, not being able to see straight. By the time I got to the car, I think I mighta taken a little cat nap. Ended up at D'Angelos, got some free food that I didn't even get to eat cuz Dante ate it while I was resting my eyes. Drenched Amb with my raspberry water, danced in the backroom of the resturant, I fell in the backroom of the resturant - ya know, typical stuff. Left and ended up at Christopher's. NIiiiice....lol. Karyoke nite! Brandon Sang! You go boyfriend! Amb broke her toe in the bathroom, Dante and I took toooo many Jager Bombs (waaay too many), smoked too many cigs on the patio, watched the boyz play pool, spied on Amber and Brandon in the car, I lost Dante's $300 diamond earrings cuz my hair got caught up in them and pulled it out (wonder how that happened?!? lol), etc. etc. etc. Very eventful nite. After we went back to chill at Dante's for a bit. Or maybe that was the nite before, I don't remember. haha.
Friday - Woke up in the mornig so fucking drunk still that I literally fell outta bed. By some Grace of God I made it to work, to sit out in the sun for 8hours, still drunk/hung over, with my little angels. That was fucking fantastic. lol. Came home and tried to take a nap, but that didn't happen. Went to Septs with Amb, and Aaron. Met Brian, Nicole, Brandon and Dante there. Chilled and Drank. Caught up with the fam - ya know...Freddie, Ashley, Chris, DEAN. Always a good time. Typical Septs nite...bullshitted, drank, danced with the boyz, confessed my love for Septs probably about 16 more times - good times, good times. Aaron left with some friends. Amb and I left with Dante and Brandon. Went back to Brandon's so he could get his bathingsuit....they left us in the car and were being rude. So Amb and I were quiet all the way to my house. But whatever....News Flash - they are men, do we expect anything less?!? Got back to my house, Nicole and Brian met us there, and we all went swimming and chilled. Fun. The nite ended a little fucked up, but everyone got home safely, (and some a little pissed). Fucking Men.
Saturday - Didn't do much. Went out to lunch with Amb and searched the state of Connecticut for some fucking wood (wood from a tree that is). lol. We wanted to make a fire at her house and couldn't find any for the life of us. We both called everyone we have ever known, and no one knew of anyone that had any. Finally found some wood palettes behind AC Moore. Well they didn't fit in Amber's car. Her cousin got them for us though, thankfully. Ended up at Amber's house later on that nite. We picked up Dante, cocked off his ass, at Flander's House. Christ - talk about repeating yourself a million times - Yes we know you cut your own hair, Yes we know the Jager Bombs were $7 there, Yes we know you only brought $10 with you, and Yes we know you didn't mean to get that drunk. Fucking crackhead. Went back and Dante decided to be a Fire Ranger and get the fire started. Instead of breaking apart the wood, he puts the whole fucking palette on the fire pit with lighter fluid and lights it up. Just a littttle scurred. Luckily nothing caught on fire that wasn't supposed too, including ourselves. Brandon finally showed up after he got outta his crazy bartending nite, they played guitar by the fire...It was a regular "Cum ba ya" nite. After some bitching, jealousy (not on my part lol), bathroom talk, Vic B confessions, and puking all over Amber's lawn....We decided to get some breakfast cuz by now it was about 6am. Brandon and Dante were so fucking obnoxious, on purpose, and it was hilarious, but I thought we were gonna kicked out. The table was sooooo fucking small and tight that my tits were literally resting on the table - not comfortable. Everyone made fun of the fact that I got 'one egg', sorry that I wasn't hungry! I'm usually sleeping at this time! It was hard to keep my 'one egg' down though - for some very grotesque reasons - hygiene is essential friends. There are many other options, fix your problem, because your making me sick to my stomach. Ew - never, ever, ever again. Ever. Ewww. That's all.
Another week of work, and then next Monday we leave. I'm wicked excited. I have all my money saved up and I'm ready to spend it. I still need to get my international Visa cuz it's easier to change over money that way. In all honesty, I cannot wait to get outta this state, and this country. It'll be nice to not really be able to contact anyone. No one will be able to contact me, and the people I wanna contact, I will....lol. It will be very nice to get away from it all...and not have to worry about money, jobs, friends, school, health, men... There is a very great possibility that I might not return. Just givin' ya heads up. I'm gonna pass out in a pub and just let them leave me there. I'll live my life raising sheep and buy one of those huge castles. Although I could always mooch off the family were gonna meet there, so that'll be hot. Ireland or Bust!! lol
Peace.
XoXo Maris ♥
I got a new bunny girl a few weeks back, since my other one died. She is precious. Her name is Malibu (yes, after the rum), and she's "blue" (that's what they call her, but she's gray) and a Holland Lop. My dad and I drove all the way up to Thompson, CT to get her, and it was worth it. She likes to poop on me...go figure lol. I'll post pics soon.
I am so drained right now because this past week I've drank like 4 days in a row to the point where I was drunk and I'm not used to that. I need to sloooow down a little. lol
Wednesday - Went to Brass Rail (yes, a gay bar) with Amb, and Brandon and we met Dante there. That was a fun time to say the least, when Amb and I weren't cracking up, at some of the people. We met Dante's friend Bryce who was wicked nice and Amb and I saw James that works at the pizza place down the street from me, you might know him as "Aunty Nasty". lol. He's a fuckin' trip, and very open with his likes and dislikes! lol. He made for a few laughs. I don't recommend standing out on Bank Street at late hours - guys might start to come up to you, asking if you want any Chronic, Weed, or Heroin, telling you about their dead girlfriends, try and sell you Pornos, or let you listen to Foo Fighters. Wow....great nite. ha!
Thursday - Esker Point with Amb, Brandon and Dante. That was fun. We met Brian and Nicole there and chilled. I got a little too drunk on the beach. It was like 830 and I was totally gone, walking back to the car, not being able to see straight. By the time I got to the car, I think I mighta taken a little cat nap. Ended up at D'Angelos, got some free food that I didn't even get to eat cuz Dante ate it while I was resting my eyes. Drenched Amb with my raspberry water, danced in the backroom of the resturant, I fell in the backroom of the resturant - ya know, typical stuff. Left and ended up at Christopher's. NIiiiice....lol. Karyoke nite! Brandon Sang! You go boyfriend! Amb broke her toe in the bathroom, Dante and I took toooo many Jager Bombs (waaay too many), smoked too many cigs on the patio, watched the boyz play pool, spied on Amber and Brandon in the car, I lost Dante's $300 diamond earrings cuz my hair got caught up in them and pulled it out (wonder how that happened?!? lol), etc. etc. etc. Very eventful nite. After we went back to chill at Dante's for a bit. Or maybe that was the nite before, I don't remember. haha.
Friday - Woke up in the mornig so fucking drunk still that I literally fell outta bed. By some Grace of God I made it to work, to sit out in the sun for 8hours, still drunk/hung over, with my little angels. That was fucking fantastic. lol. Came home and tried to take a nap, but that didn't happen. Went to Septs with Amb, and Aaron. Met Brian, Nicole, Brandon and Dante there. Chilled and Drank. Caught up with the fam - ya know...Freddie, Ashley, Chris, DEAN. Always a good time. Typical Septs nite...bullshitted, drank, danced with the boyz, confessed my love for Septs probably about 16 more times - good times, good times. Aaron left with some friends. Amb and I left with Dante and Brandon. Went back to Brandon's so he could get his bathingsuit....they left us in the car and were being rude. So Amb and I were quiet all the way to my house. But whatever....News Flash - they are men, do we expect anything less?!? Got back to my house, Nicole and Brian met us there, and we all went swimming and chilled. Fun. The nite ended a little fucked up, but everyone got home safely, (and some a little pissed). Fucking Men.
Saturday - Didn't do much. Went out to lunch with Amb and searched the state of Connecticut for some fucking wood (wood from a tree that is). lol. We wanted to make a fire at her house and couldn't find any for the life of us. We both called everyone we have ever known, and no one knew of anyone that had any. Finally found some wood palettes behind AC Moore. Well they didn't fit in Amber's car. Her cousin got them for us though, thankfully. Ended up at Amber's house later on that nite. We picked up Dante, cocked off his ass, at Flander's House. Christ - talk about repeating yourself a million times - Yes we know you cut your own hair, Yes we know the Jager Bombs were $7 there, Yes we know you only brought $10 with you, and Yes we know you didn't mean to get that drunk. Fucking crackhead. Went back and Dante decided to be a Fire Ranger and get the fire started. Instead of breaking apart the wood, he puts the whole fucking palette on the fire pit with lighter fluid and lights it up. Just a littttle scurred. Luckily nothing caught on fire that wasn't supposed too, including ourselves. Brandon finally showed up after he got outta his crazy bartending nite, they played guitar by the fire...It was a regular "Cum ba ya" nite. After some bitching, jealousy (not on my part lol), bathroom talk, Vic B confessions, and puking all over Amber's lawn....We decided to get some breakfast cuz by now it was about 6am. Brandon and Dante were so fucking obnoxious, on purpose, and it was hilarious, but I thought we were gonna kicked out. The table was sooooo fucking small and tight that my tits were literally resting on the table - not comfortable. Everyone made fun of the fact that I got 'one egg', sorry that I wasn't hungry! I'm usually sleeping at this time! It was hard to keep my 'one egg' down though - for some very grotesque reasons - hygiene is essential friends. There are many other options, fix your problem, because your making me sick to my stomach. Ew - never, ever, ever again. Ever. Ewww. That's all.
Another week of work, and then next Monday we leave. I'm wicked excited. I have all my money saved up and I'm ready to spend it. I still need to get my international Visa cuz it's easier to change over money that way. In all honesty, I cannot wait to get outta this state, and this country. It'll be nice to not really be able to contact anyone. No one will be able to contact me, and the people I wanna contact, I will....lol. It will be very nice to get away from it all...and not have to worry about money, jobs, friends, school, health, men... There is a very great possibility that I might not return. Just givin' ya heads up. I'm gonna pass out in a pub and just let them leave me there. I'll live my life raising sheep and buy one of those huge castles. Although I could always mooch off the family were gonna meet there, so that'll be hot. Ireland or Bust!! lol
Peace.
XoXo Maris ♥