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i NEVER know what the fuck to write in the subject lines of these things. its like how to sum your life up in one phrase. not possible. my subject would be basically the same for every fucking entry. 'SS DD' lol
i forgot to mention in the last entry about my fundraiser for work. it was off the meters as usual. we always have the event on the first ravens away game and have blazin food and open bar and a chance to win 10gs. i worked the door and had someone be my bitch all night and get my food and my drinks. i ended up drinkin 8 fucking beers. people were handin me money and i was done-dizzled. lol. even my bosses had too many drinks so it was all good.
i was supposed to work at essex day today but nobody from my work felt like going down there and fuckin w those heads so we didnt go.
me and stac went to rubys on fri for buy one draft and get the other for a penny deal. shame the taps were broke. talk about upset. lol. so we got suckered into buyin hypnotic martinis. OFF THE HOOK. omg. after one. my legs. were tinglin. lol. we left there and went to tgifridays for some ultimate drinks. i had a pina colada and bloody mary. both were really fucking shitty. the pina colada tasted like water and rum. and bloody mary tasted like water and vodka w some old bay. i love bloody marys so i know what a good one tastes like. ahhh. i was drunk though. thats all that mattered at the moment. we hit up tullys at like 1230 cuz i havent been there in months. still drama ! so i shall be taking yet another couple months brake. i saw my girl kristen who i havent seen in a min so that was good.
umm sat. de la hoya got knocked the fuckkkkkkkk out. yea. went to alexs. watched the fight. i bought a case of heines and vanilla vodka. stac got a case of corona. i left out that bitch the next morning with like 7. i always have a good time with those heads...its just gets real shitty at times when i think about the old days. we all sat around today and watched the ravens. they fucked some shit up. hell yes. i sat around in my pjs w a beater and some unbrushed hair. i didnt give a fuckkkkkkkkk.
i apply for graduation this weekkkkkkkkkkkk. im fucking PUMPED. HUGE party in may. im talkin whoever wants to fucking come can and they can bring their mom too. thats chill. you can contribute to my send paris to law school fund. =]
i need some help people. im really really nostalgic. i all those memory boxes and shit that i cant part with it. people say to me' just burn it or dump it' but i really cant do that. and its not even the materalistic shit. its the songs, the dreams, conversations, etc. how can i stop from thinking about past shit so much? its seriously consuming my life. and it hurts. bad.
i love my mom so much. and she doesnt know. even though i tell her now. i still doesnt think that she knows. she sits with me when i cry. and tell me all that bullshit i wanna hear. and the other night i was upset. and she said to me some lines about how i was so intelligent. and i flipped the fuck out. screaming about how i want to be the pretty one and not the intelligent one. that was some built up shit right there. and she was tellin me to lose weight and all this other bullshit bc thats 'all i really need...bc i have a pretty face etc etc' but FUCK THAT. ive come to some conclusions about my weight. THIS IS ME. back in the day when i was slender i was always tryin to be someone that im not. the only reason i got skinny then was to impress people, especially guys. man im so done with that. there is so much more to life than impressing dudes. when my weight is dangerous to my health. ill deal with it. but im not dealing with it just to make someones dick hard.
this is going to be one sober depressing week. school and work every fucking day. im reallly tryin to get out to the funk box on thursday though to see the worlds greatest cover band.
about this lj get together. im so serious. lol. we could all go somewhere were its 18+ or whit could hook us up with some entries for the under 21 crew and her hotspots. lol. maybe we could all do something in oct for halloween.
speaking of halloween. everyone keeps talking shit. i know thats all it is too. people are sayin 'oh im havin a party' or 'i know someone havin a party' or 'lets go here'. i want to wild out this year and get a blazin costume. nothing slutty looking just something really fuckin cool. but i know everyone is going to puss out. even my fuckin mom is talkin about havin a keg and shit but fuck that i know she is talkin alot of fuckin trash. i know where ill be on halloween probably! michelles! lol like i am almost every damn night.
thats where i am right now. and its getting late. time to go and dream those dreams that are either bittersweet or nightmares. lol. what a fucking choice.
'man nigga...i thought wez was cooool. i mean. you fed me. i ateeeeeee. buttt...before the blood rushes to my brain...FUCKKKKKKK YOUUUUUUUU'. - eddie griffith
i forgot to mention in the last entry about my fundraiser for work. it was off the meters as usual. we always have the event on the first ravens away game and have blazin food and open bar and a chance to win 10gs. i worked the door and had someone be my bitch all night and get my food and my drinks. i ended up drinkin 8 fucking beers. people were handin me money and i was done-dizzled. lol. even my bosses had too many drinks so it was all good.
i was supposed to work at essex day today but nobody from my work felt like going down there and fuckin w those heads so we didnt go.
me and stac went to rubys on fri for buy one draft and get the other for a penny deal. shame the taps were broke. talk about upset. lol. so we got suckered into buyin hypnotic martinis. OFF THE HOOK. omg. after one. my legs. were tinglin. lol. we left there and went to tgifridays for some ultimate drinks. i had a pina colada and bloody mary. both were really fucking shitty. the pina colada tasted like water and rum. and bloody mary tasted like water and vodka w some old bay. i love bloody marys so i know what a good one tastes like. ahhh. i was drunk though. thats all that mattered at the moment. we hit up tullys at like 1230 cuz i havent been there in months. still drama ! so i shall be taking yet another couple months brake. i saw my girl kristen who i havent seen in a min so that was good.
umm sat. de la hoya got knocked the fuckkkkkkkk out. yea. went to alexs. watched the fight. i bought a case of heines and vanilla vodka. stac got a case of corona. i left out that bitch the next morning with like 7. i always have a good time with those heads...its just gets real shitty at times when i think about the old days. we all sat around today and watched the ravens. they fucked some shit up. hell yes. i sat around in my pjs w a beater and some unbrushed hair. i didnt give a fuckkkkkkkkk.
i apply for graduation this weekkkkkkkkkkkk. im fucking PUMPED. HUGE party in may. im talkin whoever wants to fucking come can and they can bring their mom too. thats chill. you can contribute to my send paris to law school fund. =]
i need some help people. im really really nostalgic. i all those memory boxes and shit that i cant part with it. people say to me' just burn it or dump it' but i really cant do that. and its not even the materalistic shit. its the songs, the dreams, conversations, etc. how can i stop from thinking about past shit so much? its seriously consuming my life. and it hurts. bad.
i love my mom so much. and she doesnt know. even though i tell her now. i still doesnt think that she knows. she sits with me when i cry. and tell me all that bullshit i wanna hear. and the other night i was upset. and she said to me some lines about how i was so intelligent. and i flipped the fuck out. screaming about how i want to be the pretty one and not the intelligent one. that was some built up shit right there. and she was tellin me to lose weight and all this other bullshit bc thats 'all i really need...bc i have a pretty face etc etc' but FUCK THAT. ive come to some conclusions about my weight. THIS IS ME. back in the day when i was slender i was always tryin to be someone that im not. the only reason i got skinny then was to impress people, especially guys. man im so done with that. there is so much more to life than impressing dudes. when my weight is dangerous to my health. ill deal with it. but im not dealing with it just to make someones dick hard.
this is going to be one sober depressing week. school and work every fucking day. im reallly tryin to get out to the funk box on thursday though to see the worlds greatest cover band.
about this lj get together. im so serious. lol. we could all go somewhere were its 18+ or whit could hook us up with some entries for the under 21 crew and her hotspots. lol. maybe we could all do something in oct for halloween.
speaking of halloween. everyone keeps talking shit. i know thats all it is too. people are sayin 'oh im havin a party' or 'i know someone havin a party' or 'lets go here'. i want to wild out this year and get a blazin costume. nothing slutty looking just something really fuckin cool. but i know everyone is going to puss out. even my fuckin mom is talkin about havin a keg and shit but fuck that i know she is talkin alot of fuckin trash. i know where ill be on halloween probably! michelles! lol like i am almost every damn night.
thats where i am right now. and its getting late. time to go and dream those dreams that are either bittersweet or nightmares. lol. what a fucking choice.
'man nigga...i thought wez was cooool. i mean. you fed me. i ateeeeeee. buttt...before the blood rushes to my brain...FUCKKKKKKK YOUUUUUUUU'. - eddie griffith