Dear Summer, I know you gona miss me, for we been together like Nike Airs and Crisp Tees.
SUMMER: I moved to edinboro with ashley and abbey to take summer classes, our house is enormous and we had nothing to do for most of the summer except watch back to back movies all day, jump on the trampoline, and creep on our neighbors.
finally with only a week of summer left i figured out who lives there: a married couple our age w/ 2 dogs, and everyone who owns/works at the ocean buffet.
ashley and i gained an alcohol/bar addiction since we were recently 21 and went out at least 1-2 times a week, spending ridiculous amounts of money on booze and women...haha not really, just booze.
we hung out with only andy and james really.
Andy, james, ash, and i all went to Presque Isle and buried james on a 6ft hole.
I came home on some weekends to see melissa sarah and jona: we spent them at score, double play, and oskies making fun of everyone from franklin...baker is a boy from oil city whom we ment through a friend and he was completely wasted trying to grimace and giving melissa and i insight to his life. he tried grinding on all of us, jona almost beat people up, and then sarah tried having a fire at her house...but the wood was wet since it rained, and she yelled at jona for drinking her beer haha.
double play is probably my favorite only because that is franklin and oil city's watering hole for the local inbreds and recent parolees. Pretty much half of the people we were ever employed with at all of our jobs from home. no one there has a six pack and should never lift their shirt up to do belly rolls, but it happened. and he did get a number out of the performace: c-h-i...hyphen...hahaha, and their favorite song to dance to is some shit called peanut butter jelly time. i coudn't make any of this up. Then everyone goes to the villa to eat gluttonous amounts of fried food.
melissa and i went there on our last night together for the summer, we walk in she says "omg i have the funniest story to tell you" while looking past me, i turn and stare at this person who i can't figure out who it is, then realize, OOOOO (i made the face) and turned bc it was max. we drank one each, went into the "boom boom room" to make fun of the 6 people who were there for a wedding reception..yeah classy, then went to the bathroom before we peaced out to go to kyle smith's "crib"..yeah ill get to that. we had to wait forever to wash our hands bc a 250lb woman we named wendy, in mom jeans and a tucked in spandex shirt with a jean jacket was hogging the entire sink area. she slightly smiled at us through her sweaty mustache as she exited the restroom facilities...we threw up on ourselves and thought that was the last of our good friend....oh but no, as we go outside to leave wendy stops us and frantically asks us to give her a ride to franklin and she would pay us to do so...we told her we'd get her a taxi, but she tried saying they wouldn't help her...long story short, we didn't give her a ride home, although we did use her as an excuse to leave kyle's if it was lame. Now kyle smith and every other one of his friends whom we spoke in high school are an odd breed, they as a group act like you don't exist, but when alone try to be best friends with you. kyle earlier that evening gave melissa his number after exclaiming "buddy!" at her while working....we always have a once a year encounter with one of these boys and this was our lucky night. we get to his "crib"...his term not ours...it almost broke the deal of us going, but we sucked it up....and its him, and some ryan kid, and a phantom kid running around eating kix. we watched them eat everything in kyle's house including a bulk size ranch dressing. we learned that a shout is a girl you only want for one night, and to never see again...and kyle pissed off amanda boyle when she called me 8000 times to tell me ashley was probably dead. we also listened to them talk about being meatheads for a good 20 minutes. That's impressively douchy. Listen, just don't sweat the small stuff & never text while dribing. hahaha melissa spent her next day fending off mr harry's (our old gym teacher) sob story about how he regrets his entire life.
went to pittsburgh for Kaitlyn's 21st: i stopped at her house after driving approx 89780970 hours and then met melissa and jake at jake's in the strip district. jake melissa and i went to the cheesecake factory and then he dropped us off at the tiki lounge to go out for kait's bday. The tiki lounge was pretty much and exact replica of the cleveland zoo rainforest, the bartender was a complete idiot and i think an extra in wayne's world at his peak. then we headed to jekyll an hyde's which is halloween themed, we were threated by a man in a cape and took pictures with the creepy/probably real wax figure inside the doorway. then we went to another equally shitty establishment which is also a white supremesist bar and melissa and i refused to consume anything there b/c we don't agree with how it's ran....i mean you'll let in white trash wearing leather and spikes, people dressed as clowns nowhere near halloween, and skanks wearing backless tubetops with their asscracks hanging out but not someone with a different skin color? ridiculous...and apalling.
finally we went to marios which was actually decent, kaito finished her shots there, and melissa and i saw josh hanold and talked to him....i walked kaito out to he taxi but it was after 2 so they wouldn't let me back in the bar...melissa met me outside and we walked down the block a bit to wait for jake. during this time the sidewalk patrol stopped us to see if we were causing problems..hahaha best part of the night hands down. they helped us make fun of people and then we watched them oogle a girl giving a car a lap dance in the parking lot across the street while we made fun of a white boy we named dawson who we found out earlier used to work at sam's club...he didn't know we knew this tid bit of information so we ran with it...melissa and i pretended we worked with him and remembered him and he said "oh man you worked there too? i packed carts so good"....i honestly can't believe some of the ppl i encounter. melissa and i always seem to me the most random excuses for human beings...and noone is ever there to witness it haha.
i had 5 weeks of summer class, i got an A.
i finally transferred to walmart up here so i can work more.
and that pretty much wraps us my summer vaca.
senior year begins in 4 days....oy vey.
finally with only a week of summer left i figured out who lives there: a married couple our age w/ 2 dogs, and everyone who owns/works at the ocean buffet.
ashley and i gained an alcohol/bar addiction since we were recently 21 and went out at least 1-2 times a week, spending ridiculous amounts of money on booze and women...haha not really, just booze.
we hung out with only andy and james really.
Andy, james, ash, and i all went to Presque Isle and buried james on a 6ft hole.
I came home on some weekends to see melissa sarah and jona: we spent them at score, double play, and oskies making fun of everyone from franklin...baker is a boy from oil city whom we ment through a friend and he was completely wasted trying to grimace and giving melissa and i insight to his life. he tried grinding on all of us, jona almost beat people up, and then sarah tried having a fire at her house...but the wood was wet since it rained, and she yelled at jona for drinking her beer haha.
double play is probably my favorite only because that is franklin and oil city's watering hole for the local inbreds and recent parolees. Pretty much half of the people we were ever employed with at all of our jobs from home. no one there has a six pack and should never lift their shirt up to do belly rolls, but it happened. and he did get a number out of the performace: c-h-i...hyphen...hahaha, and their favorite song to dance to is some shit called peanut butter jelly time. i coudn't make any of this up. Then everyone goes to the villa to eat gluttonous amounts of fried food.
melissa and i went there on our last night together for the summer, we walk in she says "omg i have the funniest story to tell you" while looking past me, i turn and stare at this person who i can't figure out who it is, then realize, OOOOO (i made the face) and turned bc it was max. we drank one each, went into the "boom boom room" to make fun of the 6 people who were there for a wedding reception..yeah classy, then went to the bathroom before we peaced out to go to kyle smith's "crib"..yeah ill get to that. we had to wait forever to wash our hands bc a 250lb woman we named wendy, in mom jeans and a tucked in spandex shirt with a jean jacket was hogging the entire sink area. she slightly smiled at us through her sweaty mustache as she exited the restroom facilities...we threw up on ourselves and thought that was the last of our good friend....oh but no, as we go outside to leave wendy stops us and frantically asks us to give her a ride to franklin and she would pay us to do so...we told her we'd get her a taxi, but she tried saying they wouldn't help her...long story short, we didn't give her a ride home, although we did use her as an excuse to leave kyle's if it was lame. Now kyle smith and every other one of his friends whom we spoke in high school are an odd breed, they as a group act like you don't exist, but when alone try to be best friends with you. kyle earlier that evening gave melissa his number after exclaiming "buddy!" at her while working....we always have a once a year encounter with one of these boys and this was our lucky night. we get to his "crib"...his term not ours...it almost broke the deal of us going, but we sucked it up....and its him, and some ryan kid, and a phantom kid running around eating kix. we watched them eat everything in kyle's house including a bulk size ranch dressing. we learned that a shout is a girl you only want for one night, and to never see again...and kyle pissed off amanda boyle when she called me 8000 times to tell me ashley was probably dead. we also listened to them talk about being meatheads for a good 20 minutes. That's impressively douchy. Listen, just don't sweat the small stuff & never text while dribing. hahaha melissa spent her next day fending off mr harry's (our old gym teacher) sob story about how he regrets his entire life.
went to pittsburgh for Kaitlyn's 21st: i stopped at her house after driving approx 89780970 hours and then met melissa and jake at jake's in the strip district. jake melissa and i went to the cheesecake factory and then he dropped us off at the tiki lounge to go out for kait's bday. The tiki lounge was pretty much and exact replica of the cleveland zoo rainforest, the bartender was a complete idiot and i think an extra in wayne's world at his peak. then we headed to jekyll an hyde's which is halloween themed, we were threated by a man in a cape and took pictures with the creepy/probably real wax figure inside the doorway. then we went to another equally shitty establishment which is also a white supremesist bar and melissa and i refused to consume anything there b/c we don't agree with how it's ran....i mean you'll let in white trash wearing leather and spikes, people dressed as clowns nowhere near halloween, and skanks wearing backless tubetops with their asscracks hanging out but not someone with a different skin color? ridiculous...and apalling.
finally we went to marios which was actually decent, kaito finished her shots there, and melissa and i saw josh hanold and talked to him....i walked kaito out to he taxi but it was after 2 so they wouldn't let me back in the bar...melissa met me outside and we walked down the block a bit to wait for jake. during this time the sidewalk patrol stopped us to see if we were causing problems..hahaha best part of the night hands down. they helped us make fun of people and then we watched them oogle a girl giving a car a lap dance in the parking lot across the street while we made fun of a white boy we named dawson who we found out earlier used to work at sam's club...he didn't know we knew this tid bit of information so we ran with it...melissa and i pretended we worked with him and remembered him and he said "oh man you worked there too? i packed carts so good"....i honestly can't believe some of the ppl i encounter. melissa and i always seem to me the most random excuses for human beings...and noone is ever there to witness it haha.
i had 5 weeks of summer class, i got an A.
i finally transferred to walmart up here so i can work more.
and that pretty much wraps us my summer vaca.
senior year begins in 4 days....oy vey.