and i just keep walking by...
so this weekend and this week has been pretty fuckin crazy... so commense the update...
friday...
band practice was well. started writing a new song i really liked.
got my car detailed.. which it needed really really badly.
went out to the mug afterwards.. saw some really great bands, my violence and CYSTIC DYSINTERY!(yeah , fuck if i can spell it correctly). only they put this one pop band on a death metal show that night. lucky for them they played first but i was surpised that they only got booed a couple of times through out their set. they were really good though. Golden Vanity if you wanna check them out.
things were pretty cool.
saturday....
go to the cry havoc show at boomers. and like an idiot wore heels. yeah, when i try to impress guys i'ma retard. one of the guitarists that night is some super hot guy i've known since i was 16... anyway...
my favorite bartender in the world works at boomers so every time my feet hurt i went up and had him make me a shot to make me feel better. i didn't even know what the shots were until about my 5th one (i also had been drinking about 2 beers at this point and done a couple of shots with and old co-worker frpm the mall) and i find out the shots he gave me were jagerbombs....right after i find out what they were is where i stop remembering things. jager+kelly=blackouts. this is the second time this has happened to me. so everything from this point is what i was TOLD what happened to me. i don't remember shit but waking up in just my bra at damon's house...
soo.. after about my 5th jagerbomb. i was told that i took my shoes off. got another beer, fell off my barstool (my entire knee is still black with a bruise from it), was carried out of the club where i puked on my car (which there was proof of the next day). slept in the car while damon drove me back to his apartment... i passed out on the bed. sometime in the night i get up.. walked to the middle of the bedroom and strip down to my bra.. then proceed to piss on his floor. layed down on the floor where some time later i was picked up and put back into bed where i slept..untouched supposively.. for the rest of the night. i did the "self check" in the morning and it didn't feel like i had done any activities that night.. but again i'm not certain because i really just don't rememeber anything. so... i haven't drank any liquor since that night.. i don't know if i will again either lol. atleast not for quite some time. i also lost my ID some time that night, i still haven't found it.
sunday...
i slept all day because i felt like ass.
monday...
had band practice again...
went out to the pegasus bar because i missed julie's (the owner) birthday party there from the week before. sang some kick ass kareoke and got nice and buzzed on only beer. i mostly just went out because i was bored out of my mind, but i'm also trying to book a show there in march. unfortunaltely julie wasn't there so i didn't get to.
tuesday...
spyder and angel's triple sixers show. it was good times, a certain person kept running around after he was srunk telling everyone that he needed a good blowjob (TC will know who i'm talking about hahaha). i sang a couple of songs. come out and play by the offspring and love song by snake river conspiracy cortesy of the cure. which were a little rushed because it was the end of the night and angel and spyder were tanked hahaha. after the show i went up to say nice show to angel, and damon throws another jealous fit... the same one he threw that we broke up over. so i told him to find another ride home and they we're not going to be able to be friends anymore. being as that i said maybe 5 words to angel the whole night it was seriously uncalled for.. which sucked because i was really hoping not to lose another good friend. later damon tried tomake a scene about me being a bitch where i just had to walk away or i was gonna punch him in the face. i did flick him off everytime i walked by after that though. end of the night comes around. the bar closes.. spyder leaves angel high and dry to load up the drum equipment and there wasn't enough room in his car so i drove some of it back to the apartment for him. said my goodbyes and as i'm trying to leave damon runs out of the house and tries to make me talk to him which makes me damn near run him over... fucking crazy. I HATE DRAMA!!!
wednesday...
another rockin band practice, and the whole band is supposed to go to the pegasus for porneoke (yes they play porn on the big screen behind the kareoke singers). from being out the past two nights and having band practice i'm left voicless, so i didn't sing. but the only member of my band to make it out was my drummer kyle (who i rode there with). on the way to the bar we picked up jeff, jeremiah (another drummer from a kick ass band), his friend mike, and his best friend steven who i have the MAJOR hots for and who finally ditched his girlfriend. the only reason kyle talked me into going that night was because steven was going. lol. anyway. i pretty much hit on steven the entire night. and he seemed to recipricate but then at the end of the night i only got a hug which left me more than a little confused... but whatever. the night was fun though, it was soooo packed because no one had to work the next day we were stuck up agaist the wall because of it... which was fine with me other than standing on my leg that long really hurt my knee that i fucked up on saturday. i found out that i remind jeremiah of some childhood friend he had..the random things we learn when people are drunk. and when i ran out of ciggarettes jeff was the man and stole some drunk's smokes for me hahahaha!!! gotta love it. when we left we ended up hanging out at steven's in his garage till about 5 in the morning which was fun. taking the other 3 home and then finally taking myself home took another hour so i didn't get home until about 6 in the morning which i haven't done in quite some time.
damon had called me before practice and picked yet, another, fight with me...which only lasted about 5 mins until i hung up on him. his voice mails have gotten increasingly more apologetic since then... but i'm no where near ready to forgive him. i don't know if i ever will. this person he's become is just too much drama for me. i have yet to go over there and pick up the cell phone that i'm paying for him to use. i'm thinking i should just cut it off and pay the bill but then that makes two phone bills when i can give this one back to my dad and just have one. so we'll see. depends if i dont' have the urge to kill him long enough to get it back.
today...
went and had a fantastic huge cuban thanksgiving dinner with my family. my grandma and aunts still keep looking at me, and then at my married cousins with kids that are my age and wondering what's wrong with me but whatever. i love my family and being there tonight made me realize how much i've missed them since last year. everyone wanted to hear about LA and NY and my travels which was fun because i've never been the center of attention for a good reason with my family before.
and that is my lovely week/end. and still kelly get's no ass. bleh. when's it gonna be my time?!! hahaha.
friday...
band practice was well. started writing a new song i really liked.
got my car detailed.. which it needed really really badly.
went out to the mug afterwards.. saw some really great bands, my violence and CYSTIC DYSINTERY!(yeah , fuck if i can spell it correctly). only they put this one pop band on a death metal show that night. lucky for them they played first but i was surpised that they only got booed a couple of times through out their set. they were really good though. Golden Vanity if you wanna check them out.
things were pretty cool.
saturday....
go to the cry havoc show at boomers. and like an idiot wore heels. yeah, when i try to impress guys i'ma retard. one of the guitarists that night is some super hot guy i've known since i was 16... anyway...
my favorite bartender in the world works at boomers so every time my feet hurt i went up and had him make me a shot to make me feel better. i didn't even know what the shots were until about my 5th one (i also had been drinking about 2 beers at this point and done a couple of shots with and old co-worker frpm the mall) and i find out the shots he gave me were jagerbombs....right after i find out what they were is where i stop remembering things. jager+kelly=blackouts. this is the second time this has happened to me. so everything from this point is what i was TOLD what happened to me. i don't remember shit but waking up in just my bra at damon's house...
soo.. after about my 5th jagerbomb. i was told that i took my shoes off. got another beer, fell off my barstool (my entire knee is still black with a bruise from it), was carried out of the club where i puked on my car (which there was proof of the next day). slept in the car while damon drove me back to his apartment... i passed out on the bed. sometime in the night i get up.. walked to the middle of the bedroom and strip down to my bra.. then proceed to piss on his floor. layed down on the floor where some time later i was picked up and put back into bed where i slept..untouched supposively.. for the rest of the night. i did the "self check" in the morning and it didn't feel like i had done any activities that night.. but again i'm not certain because i really just don't rememeber anything. so... i haven't drank any liquor since that night.. i don't know if i will again either lol. atleast not for quite some time. i also lost my ID some time that night, i still haven't found it.
sunday...
i slept all day because i felt like ass.
monday...
had band practice again...
went out to the pegasus bar because i missed julie's (the owner) birthday party there from the week before. sang some kick ass kareoke and got nice and buzzed on only beer. i mostly just went out because i was bored out of my mind, but i'm also trying to book a show there in march. unfortunaltely julie wasn't there so i didn't get to.
tuesday...
spyder and angel's triple sixers show. it was good times, a certain person kept running around after he was srunk telling everyone that he needed a good blowjob (TC will know who i'm talking about hahaha). i sang a couple of songs. come out and play by the offspring and love song by snake river conspiracy cortesy of the cure. which were a little rushed because it was the end of the night and angel and spyder were tanked hahaha. after the show i went up to say nice show to angel, and damon throws another jealous fit... the same one he threw that we broke up over. so i told him to find another ride home and they we're not going to be able to be friends anymore. being as that i said maybe 5 words to angel the whole night it was seriously uncalled for.. which sucked because i was really hoping not to lose another good friend. later damon tried tomake a scene about me being a bitch where i just had to walk away or i was gonna punch him in the face. i did flick him off everytime i walked by after that though. end of the night comes around. the bar closes.. spyder leaves angel high and dry to load up the drum equipment and there wasn't enough room in his car so i drove some of it back to the apartment for him. said my goodbyes and as i'm trying to leave damon runs out of the house and tries to make me talk to him which makes me damn near run him over... fucking crazy. I HATE DRAMA!!!
wednesday...
another rockin band practice, and the whole band is supposed to go to the pegasus for porneoke (yes they play porn on the big screen behind the kareoke singers). from being out the past two nights and having band practice i'm left voicless, so i didn't sing. but the only member of my band to make it out was my drummer kyle (who i rode there with). on the way to the bar we picked up jeff, jeremiah (another drummer from a kick ass band), his friend mike, and his best friend steven who i have the MAJOR hots for and who finally ditched his girlfriend. the only reason kyle talked me into going that night was because steven was going. lol. anyway. i pretty much hit on steven the entire night. and he seemed to recipricate but then at the end of the night i only got a hug which left me more than a little confused... but whatever. the night was fun though, it was soooo packed because no one had to work the next day we were stuck up agaist the wall because of it... which was fine with me other than standing on my leg that long really hurt my knee that i fucked up on saturday. i found out that i remind jeremiah of some childhood friend he had..the random things we learn when people are drunk. and when i ran out of ciggarettes jeff was the man and stole some drunk's smokes for me hahahaha!!! gotta love it. when we left we ended up hanging out at steven's in his garage till about 5 in the morning which was fun. taking the other 3 home and then finally taking myself home took another hour so i didn't get home until about 6 in the morning which i haven't done in quite some time.
damon had called me before practice and picked yet, another, fight with me...which only lasted about 5 mins until i hung up on him. his voice mails have gotten increasingly more apologetic since then... but i'm no where near ready to forgive him. i don't know if i ever will. this person he's become is just too much drama for me. i have yet to go over there and pick up the cell phone that i'm paying for him to use. i'm thinking i should just cut it off and pay the bill but then that makes two phone bills when i can give this one back to my dad and just have one. so we'll see. depends if i dont' have the urge to kill him long enough to get it back.
today...
went and had a fantastic huge cuban thanksgiving dinner with my family. my grandma and aunts still keep looking at me, and then at my married cousins with kids that are my age and wondering what's wrong with me but whatever. i love my family and being there tonight made me realize how much i've missed them since last year. everyone wanted to hear about LA and NY and my travels which was fun because i've never been the center of attention for a good reason with my family before.
and that is my lovely week/end. and still kelly get's no ass. bleh. when's it gonna be my time?!! hahaha.