this is the only place
i can write about shit without weston reading it.
so on saturday night he and jordan started drinking at mojos and we met up at crystals to drink. the two of them showed up really drunk and every damn thing weston was saying was an attempt to be funny AND he kept petting my hair which was really annoying. i asked him to please stop, but of course he continued. then i was like, "damn i should just shave my head so you'll quit petting my hair." he replied with, "i'm going to shave my pubes and glue them to your face" and i was like OK WHAT THE FUCK? please stop being a dumbass. i was really mad after that because he was already drunk enough to the point that he doesn't realize he's fucking disrespecting me and i didn't want to be around him anymore. we eventually left to go to this "party" on parkwood and i regret having jordan drive us. we get there and its fucking wack as shit. there were some losers just sitting in the living room around a hooka and then some people out back playing beer pong. ughhhh. jordan and weston immediately take some jello shooters. i'm thinking oh great now weston is going to be even more drunk and stupid. i pull crystal aside and tell her this is wack and we need to get the fuck out of here quick! she agrees and we sneak away without telling them because if we told them of course they would want to come with us. i didn't want to deal with any weston drama anyway so leaving that situation was the best decision. we walk super fast to our apts and fetch our bicycles and ride to a much better party where there is plenty of dancing. damn it was so good. freak dancing with friends is fun, but its not fun when random ghetto dudes try to grind up on you! haha. chris poured hamburger spices on me and crystal and he later made me a hamburger. it was a fun night. oh yeah but yeah during all of this weston was texting me calling me a fucking bitch, etc and calling me 20 times. i haven't talked to him except for one text message while at work. i guess maybe it really is time to break up for good? this shit is getting so old. i love him sober, but when he drinks too much he's a douchebag.
so on saturday night he and jordan started drinking at mojos and we met up at crystals to drink. the two of them showed up really drunk and every damn thing weston was saying was an attempt to be funny AND he kept petting my hair which was really annoying. i asked him to please stop, but of course he continued. then i was like, "damn i should just shave my head so you'll quit petting my hair." he replied with, "i'm going to shave my pubes and glue them to your face" and i was like OK WHAT THE FUCK? please stop being a dumbass. i was really mad after that because he was already drunk enough to the point that he doesn't realize he's fucking disrespecting me and i didn't want to be around him anymore. we eventually left to go to this "party" on parkwood and i regret having jordan drive us. we get there and its fucking wack as shit. there were some losers just sitting in the living room around a hooka and then some people out back playing beer pong. ughhhh. jordan and weston immediately take some jello shooters. i'm thinking oh great now weston is going to be even more drunk and stupid. i pull crystal aside and tell her this is wack and we need to get the fuck out of here quick! she agrees and we sneak away without telling them because if we told them of course they would want to come with us. i didn't want to deal with any weston drama anyway so leaving that situation was the best decision. we walk super fast to our apts and fetch our bicycles and ride to a much better party where there is plenty of dancing. damn it was so good. freak dancing with friends is fun, but its not fun when random ghetto dudes try to grind up on you! haha. chris poured hamburger spices on me and crystal and he later made me a hamburger. it was a fun night. oh yeah but yeah during all of this weston was texting me calling me a fucking bitch, etc and calling me 20 times. i haven't talked to him except for one text message while at work. i guess maybe it really is time to break up for good? this shit is getting so old. i love him sober, but when he drinks too much he's a douchebag.