Weekend
On Friday I went to Harrisonburg to see Chris and Jess. We went to see X3 - which is really good by the way - then went back to the apartment to commence drinking. It was a lot of fun. - On the way up there, I encountered some strange people on the road. Just to name one... I had just gotten on to 64. I looked over and there's this guy in a white truck beside me. He has his shirt up, rubbing his nipple, and has his tongue stuck out. I was like "wtf??" But it gave me a good laugh later. - I didn't end up sleeping until about 5. I slept off and on yesterday until about 3, when I finally decided to get out of Chris' bed and go home. I got home at about 5. Then I showered, went to see my nephew, and left for yet another exciting night.
I went to Wren's to hear One Eyed Suicide and meet up with the crew at the Strawberry Party. I got there at almost 9, just in time to hear Thomas and the gang play. We hung around for a while, roasting marshmallows, and I was watching everyone drink. At about 11, we all (Me, Thomas, Katherine, Henry, Chris, April, Emily, Brandy, and Dean) decided to head over to Chris' house to finish up the party and go swimming. Emily and I went to pick up more alcohol. We got there and we got to drink at about 12. I had my liter of tequila. Notice I said had. It is now killed. =) After the fourth double shot, I don't remember how much more I had, but it definitely didn't taste like tequila. Everyone finally passed out (some in cars, couches, and I got bed, haha, I'm not stupid) I went to sleep at 5 again and woke up at 8. Chris and his girls left for the beach. Hopefully he'll be back some time this week. I was supposed to stick around until 12 to wake up Thomas up to go to work, but I gave up on that. I came home, showered, walked about 3 miles, did some homework, and now here I am, not wanting to go to work. Oh well.
People are so fucking confusing and annoying sometimes. I just wish people would say what's on their mind. Yes, I know I'm guilty of it, but I usually don't wait for it to be too late. It's like when no one wants you until you're taken. Know how that goes? Well you can't be getting mad at someone for going in one direction, when you never told them that they should be going in your direction, until they're already in the other direction! I'm trying not to use names, so that may not make sense, but I hope it does. I ended up pissing off a really good friend last night because of that. How stupid, right? Yea I know.
If you just say what's on your mind and what you're feeling, people will stop having to tiptoe around you and then shit like that won't happen. Not to mention, if you tell someone how you're feeling, you won't confuse the ever living fuck out of them when you say one thing and then do something to contradict it. That's probably confusing too, but again, I'm not going to use names. (Just ask if you really want to know, because I'm sure you could probably help me figure it out)
That's about the extent of what's happened since I last wrote. I'll definitely be writing more. It gets all my thoughts out and kinda makes me feel better. Enjoy and Peace!