NyQuil tastes like black licorice...
Did I mention that I hate black licorice? Anyways, I have returned to my livejournal way of living. My apologies to anyone who missed me dearly. I know it's been a while. A lot has happened since my last time on here, but I am far to lazy to relive the details, so I'll just stick to this weeks events. For anyone wondering about the subject of this post, I am sick. Not the 'I wanna get out of class' sick; it's more like the 'I wish I could be in class' type of sick. When you're actually sick, and you wish you could be anywhere else at the moment. That's how I'm feeling. I just hope to get rid of this cold soon. I'm tired of having no voice and being flemmy.
Anywho, onto what's new in my life. So, I spent the weekend home in Ft. Laudydaudy, and I must say that it was quite boring. However, the ride back to G-ville was eventful, to say the least. First, my friend Christal and I arrive at Liz's (a friend of Catherine and Christal's) and I find out that Liz's cousin (who was a classmate of mine) is married now and has a child. It's amazing how so much could happen without you even realizing it. Afterwards, we all left to go pick up Catherine. Man, that girl's driveway was so full of tension, judge for inside the house. There was some drama going on between her and her parents. I feel for her because this week is starting off really shitty for her, but we'll get back to that later.
We're finally on the road, cruising to the enchanting sounds of Justin Timberlake while snacking on Rasinets and Sour Straws. It was so much fun being in the backseat, not having to worry about much. There was this creepy guy who followed alongside us for miles. I think he was trying to check Christal out. Anyways, we arrive in Orlando and enter Moe's (great place for some grub), and I tease the UCF kids and tear a poster off the wall in the process. Oops! My fault! So, I fixed it and finished teasing before getting my meal. I'm surprised that no one spit in my food.
Next, it was off to Andrew's house. Yes, my best male friend, Andy. I was excited. We went to his apartment after departing from Liz (and her friend Glory) and taking Catherine's car. We watched Flavor of Love, which was fucking hilarious, before venturing off to Catherine's buddy Justin's house. He's very hot, but also very gay--damn. However, I learned that it is a small fucking world because Justin went to my elementary school, and we had Mrs. Dyszer together. I was flipping out, and now I lost my voice. It was worth it though.
We eventually leave Justin's and head to G-ville from Orlando. About 20 miles or so from our exit, we get pulled over. Isn't that some shit? So, what was supposed to be a trip that lasted from 4pm-9pm turned into a trip that lasted from 6pm-2:42am. Beat that one!
Did I mention that I hate black licorice?
Anywho, onto what's new in my life. So, I spent the weekend home in Ft. Laudydaudy, and I must say that it was quite boring. However, the ride back to G-ville was eventful, to say the least. First, my friend Christal and I arrive at Liz's (a friend of Catherine and Christal's) and I find out that Liz's cousin (who was a classmate of mine) is married now and has a child. It's amazing how so much could happen without you even realizing it. Afterwards, we all left to go pick up Catherine. Man, that girl's driveway was so full of tension, judge for inside the house. There was some drama going on between her and her parents. I feel for her because this week is starting off really shitty for her, but we'll get back to that later.
We're finally on the road, cruising to the enchanting sounds of Justin Timberlake while snacking on Rasinets and Sour Straws. It was so much fun being in the backseat, not having to worry about much. There was this creepy guy who followed alongside us for miles. I think he was trying to check Christal out. Anyways, we arrive in Orlando and enter Moe's (great place for some grub), and I tease the UCF kids and tear a poster off the wall in the process. Oops! My fault! So, I fixed it and finished teasing before getting my meal. I'm surprised that no one spit in my food.
Next, it was off to Andrew's house. Yes, my best male friend, Andy. I was excited. We went to his apartment after departing from Liz (and her friend Glory) and taking Catherine's car. We watched Flavor of Love, which was fucking hilarious, before venturing off to Catherine's buddy Justin's house. He's very hot, but also very gay--damn. However, I learned that it is a small fucking world because Justin went to my elementary school, and we had Mrs. Dyszer together. I was flipping out, and now I lost my voice. It was worth it though.
We eventually leave Justin's and head to G-ville from Orlando. About 20 miles or so from our exit, we get pulled over. Isn't that some shit? So, what was supposed to be a trip that lasted from 4pm-9pm turned into a trip that lasted from 6pm-2:42am. Beat that one!
Did I mention that I hate black licorice?