You can talk me into fucking you, but I dont think you'll survive.
God I love that line its from a band called Snakeriver Conspiracy, kind of reminds me of a female Nine Inch Nails with similar electronica beats.
Last night was INTERESTING., I know I say that repeatively in entrys, but it really was and it started off so smooththy had Beeb, Ellie, and Carlos over and we got a bottle of Captain Morgan to share everyone actually agreed on it thankfully and I hadnt had it for a long time, I have a love hate realtionship with it, i love the spiced part of it reminds me of maple syrup but the actual rum makes it harder to swallow, goes excellent with green tea lemme tell you. We chilled,. shot the shit and I was happy MIcah called me himself and showed up, hes always so much fun to hang out with, and sooo nice. He had some soco that arrived later luckily got some,. alcohol sure doesnt last longer around here. I hid the last remainder of morgans in my room for Minky, other people encouraged that which made me feel better like I wasnt the only one that wanted that, hell I would have for others to but of course I felt like a guy that buys chick drinks so they'll put out, because of my current bite in the ass, i,e crush which yes I certainly wouldnt mind but at the same time you have to think about it, if they NEED alcohol to put out then its kinda said in reality, because they shouldn't, unless your really that desperate for CASUAL SEX, and can take some pounding on the self-esteem. I didn't expect any "putting out", hell after thinking shit out I think I would feel bad if it happened, because I wouldnt want to ruin a friendship, gotta put the lust and attraction aside sometime. I am also respecting his wishes and luckily got this crush that decided to chase me around for a few days then become pathetically obvious under control, and im thinking more rationally and going back to appreciating being single as I was doing before it happened. Those things bite you in the ass when you least expect it,. and my problem is I get bored and 'the grass is greener on the other side syndrome" and need a small challenge, and then develop a crush on someone that tickes my fancy, and try to get them. Thank god im not one to throw myself at anyone hell that would make things worse so im just saying "let it be", and at least I wasnt rejected, it was a relief knowing that it didnt have to come to that. Damn it im going off into a tangin again havent even talked about the rest of the night, we were making too much noise going in and on a few more heads came that I didnt even know that well it happened all so fast and i was well buzzed at this point but at the same time coherent enough to talk, for when the fucking cops pulled up not one but two and said someone upstairs was complaing about the noise and was after 10 on a friday, it might have been less likely on a weekend, so im taking this with more then a grain of salt and using it as a walkup call and encountered with the "responsibilites suck", flag,...blahhh, on a better note at least it happened when shit will wind down on weeknights at least because school starts next week, it is the end of the summer, at least there was a way of good timing and NO ONE FUCKING ARRESTED, AND THE COPS DIDNT SEARCH THE HOUSE. THANK YOU THANK YOU Im so fucking releived you dont even know, holy shit . I remember having a mini panic attack and frantically burreing the alcohol bottles in the trash luckily only two, no beer bottles everywhere. I hid in my room, and took deep breaths, with my head in Carlos's chest while Micah and Minky calmed me down simply by talking there. They were all very nice and I was able to not have a full blown panic attack,....god cops are soooo scary. I was glad Jon, who I thought went home, and Liz were able to escape the house incase something bad happened, and was like damn their stealthy. they were also able to tell us where the cops where. I felt bad for abrubtly telling people "to get out", because I was scared theyd come back and you know that would be ugly, but I had to do it, their was no other choice, nothing personal. As fun as hostessing parties can be, it can be almost as stresssful, almost. So hangouts need to come back like it was in the spring. more laid back.
I thought it was ironic how ive had so much bigger parties and alot later then fucking midnight for practically two years without a single complaint, and I got one last night with like 9 people here. Im guessing the got fed up, which I dont blame. So yeah im not chancing it, the less people the safer, and no walking around outside. I hate to be selective about people that come over, but in order for less bodies/noise im gonna have to, did I mention resppnsibilies suck? I swear I wish I lived underground sometimes, then I would be more likely to get away with noise.
I love white nail polish its so hot, time to go to volunteer work and practice for my newwwwww jobbbbbb! yay.
Last night was INTERESTING., I know I say that repeatively in entrys, but it really was and it started off so smooththy had Beeb, Ellie, and Carlos over and we got a bottle of Captain Morgan to share everyone actually agreed on it thankfully and I hadnt had it for a long time, I have a love hate realtionship with it, i love the spiced part of it reminds me of maple syrup but the actual rum makes it harder to swallow, goes excellent with green tea lemme tell you. We chilled,. shot the shit and I was happy MIcah called me himself and showed up, hes always so much fun to hang out with, and sooo nice. He had some soco that arrived later luckily got some,. alcohol sure doesnt last longer around here. I hid the last remainder of morgans in my room for Minky, other people encouraged that which made me feel better like I wasnt the only one that wanted that, hell I would have for others to but of course I felt like a guy that buys chick drinks so they'll put out, because of my current bite in the ass, i,e crush which yes I certainly wouldnt mind but at the same time you have to think about it, if they NEED alcohol to put out then its kinda said in reality, because they shouldn't, unless your really that desperate for CASUAL SEX, and can take some pounding on the self-esteem. I didn't expect any "putting out", hell after thinking shit out I think I would feel bad if it happened, because I wouldnt want to ruin a friendship, gotta put the lust and attraction aside sometime. I am also respecting his wishes and luckily got this crush that decided to chase me around for a few days then become pathetically obvious under control, and im thinking more rationally and going back to appreciating being single as I was doing before it happened. Those things bite you in the ass when you least expect it,. and my problem is I get bored and 'the grass is greener on the other side syndrome" and need a small challenge, and then develop a crush on someone that tickes my fancy, and try to get them. Thank god im not one to throw myself at anyone hell that would make things worse so im just saying "let it be", and at least I wasnt rejected, it was a relief knowing that it didnt have to come to that. Damn it im going off into a tangin again havent even talked about the rest of the night, we were making too much noise going in and on a few more heads came that I didnt even know that well it happened all so fast and i was well buzzed at this point but at the same time coherent enough to talk, for when the fucking cops pulled up not one but two and said someone upstairs was complaing about the noise and was after 10 on a friday, it might have been less likely on a weekend, so im taking this with more then a grain of salt and using it as a walkup call and encountered with the "responsibilites suck", flag,...blahhh, on a better note at least it happened when shit will wind down on weeknights at least because school starts next week, it is the end of the summer, at least there was a way of good timing and NO ONE FUCKING ARRESTED, AND THE COPS DIDNT SEARCH THE HOUSE. THANK YOU THANK YOU Im so fucking releived you dont even know, holy shit . I remember having a mini panic attack and frantically burreing the alcohol bottles in the trash luckily only two, no beer bottles everywhere. I hid in my room, and took deep breaths, with my head in Carlos's chest while Micah and Minky calmed me down simply by talking there. They were all very nice and I was able to not have a full blown panic attack,....god cops are soooo scary. I was glad Jon, who I thought went home, and Liz were able to escape the house incase something bad happened, and was like damn their stealthy. they were also able to tell us where the cops where. I felt bad for abrubtly telling people "to get out", because I was scared theyd come back and you know that would be ugly, but I had to do it, their was no other choice, nothing personal. As fun as hostessing parties can be, it can be almost as stresssful, almost. So hangouts need to come back like it was in the spring. more laid back.
I thought it was ironic how ive had so much bigger parties and alot later then fucking midnight for practically two years without a single complaint, and I got one last night with like 9 people here. Im guessing the got fed up, which I dont blame. So yeah im not chancing it, the less people the safer, and no walking around outside. I hate to be selective about people that come over, but in order for less bodies/noise im gonna have to, did I mention resppnsibilies suck? I swear I wish I lived underground sometimes, then I would be more likely to get away with noise.
I love white nail polish its so hot, time to go to volunteer work and practice for my newwwwww jobbbbbb! yay.