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The beach was interesting. I didn't go to the actual beach at all.. we were too low on the streets and there were tons of young skinny people and I was intimidated. Fuck Senior Week. So we lounged by the pool for like an hour until my hangover kicked in. The hangover from Friday night that is. I met russians. They drink vodka like its water. I learned russian for a night, can't speak any now but I feel like I was forming full sentences while intoxicated. Saturday we went to eat at Big Peckers. Apparently its not a Male Hooters. I was fully expecting guys with nice bodies in next to nothing with...well...big dicks. not the case. the food was ok though. We just stayed in our hotel room and had people over that night. Ashley and I became very close. Two double hotel beds pushed together with drunk people in it automatically means trouble. Woke up, ate pancakes and went to the boardwalk. fun. THE END!
5 days until I'm 21. How exciting.
I met someone a couple weeks ago. His name is Eric and he's a mortician. well not yet exactly. He works on fire extinguishers now and hes part time at a funeral home removing bodies and doing funerals. But he's going to school to be a mortician and in some morbid way I think its dead sexy. HAH! GET IT?! DEAD! I met him at the boys house one weekend and put my number in his phone because I wanted to go camping with him and we've been texting and calling ever since. I hungout with him this past tuesday at his sisters house. He's hilarious, theres not a moment I wasnt smiling, giggling, about to pee myself because I was laughing so hard. His friends are cool too. And he's already met my friends so the phobia I always have about the guys Im attracted to meeting my friends(visa versa) is completely null. right on. And he's a good kisser. Hah SCORE!
I think a bunch of us are just going to Bulls Eye for dollar beer on Tuesday. Just because its very close to home and it'll be fun and red neck. holler.
5 days until I'm 21. How exciting.
I met someone a couple weeks ago. His name is Eric and he's a mortician. well not yet exactly. He works on fire extinguishers now and hes part time at a funeral home removing bodies and doing funerals. But he's going to school to be a mortician and in some morbid way I think its dead sexy. HAH! GET IT?! DEAD! I met him at the boys house one weekend and put my number in his phone because I wanted to go camping with him and we've been texting and calling ever since. I hungout with him this past tuesday at his sisters house. He's hilarious, theres not a moment I wasnt smiling, giggling, about to pee myself because I was laughing so hard. His friends are cool too. And he's already met my friends so the phobia I always have about the guys Im attracted to meeting my friends(visa versa) is completely null. right on. And he's a good kisser. Hah SCORE!
I think a bunch of us are just going to Bulls Eye for dollar beer on Tuesday. Just because its very close to home and it'll be fun and red neck. holler.