just a little more. i promise, the next one will be friendly
so, we're on our way to the dinner.
i'm tired, i don't want to go.
she's telling me about tomorrow. something else i don't want to do.
"there's going to be at least 50,000 people"
and
"i guess we'll take the bus"
and
"i don't think there will be parking"
FYI: this is the set up for something that i would go out of my way to
steer clear of.
this is not my scene.
then she gets mad at me. she she tells me i'm ungrateful and spoiled.
i'm not sure we got to bitch status, but i think she said something about being bitchy.
then i tell her how i feel and she tells me that she's breaking off our relationship.
WTF?!
anyway, she was angry. she didn't mean it but in that moment i wanted my puna so bad.
then we got to the party. i had to use every fiber of my being to keep from crying.
i felt terrible. horrible. sick. uncomfortable. like my skin's too tight - tense.
then she called. she was tired and she sounded like it.
she made me feel so much better. i needed it. perfect timing.
i was so desperate.
i'm always surprised with how easy it is to change me when i'm like that.
then why am i always so hard to please?
i'm fuckin spoiled. i know.
well, i guess i should go to bed since i have to up again in 5 fuckin hours. damnittohell.
PS: you wouldn't believe how much stuff kept falling down my shirt during dinner. too much clevage.
PPS: the restraunt sucked, food was mediocre, and i saw atleast two roaches crawling on the chairs after the dinner was through. i highly do not recommend the new empress restraunt in the chinese cultural center. but chinatown on a friday night is totally slammin! edwin, we are so going. it was awesome. people were playing blues and singing opera on the street. there were clubs and restraunts as well as coffee houses (of course). and it was so cool, there was a wonderful breeze and it was nice tonite. but we will not go to the new empress restraunt. it sucks major ass.
i'm tired, i don't want to go.
she's telling me about tomorrow. something else i don't want to do.
"there's going to be at least 50,000 people"
and
"i guess we'll take the bus"
and
"i don't think there will be parking"
FYI: this is the set up for something that i would go out of my way to
steer clear of.
this is not my scene.
then she gets mad at me. she she tells me i'm ungrateful and spoiled.
i'm not sure we got to bitch status, but i think she said something about being bitchy.
then i tell her how i feel and she tells me that she's breaking off our relationship.
WTF?!
anyway, she was angry. she didn't mean it but in that moment i wanted my puna so bad.
then we got to the party. i had to use every fiber of my being to keep from crying.
i felt terrible. horrible. sick. uncomfortable. like my skin's too tight - tense.
then she called. she was tired and she sounded like it.
she made me feel so much better. i needed it. perfect timing.
i was so desperate.
i'm always surprised with how easy it is to change me when i'm like that.
then why am i always so hard to please?
i'm fuckin spoiled. i know.
well, i guess i should go to bed since i have to up again in 5 fuckin hours. damnittohell.
PS: you wouldn't believe how much stuff kept falling down my shirt during dinner. too much clevage.
PPS: the restraunt sucked, food was mediocre, and i saw atleast two roaches crawling on the chairs after the dinner was through. i highly do not recommend the new empress restraunt in the chinese cultural center. but chinatown on a friday night is totally slammin! edwin, we are so going. it was awesome. people were playing blues and singing opera on the street. there were clubs and restraunts as well as coffee houses (of course). and it was so cool, there was a wonderful breeze and it was nice tonite. but we will not go to the new empress restraunt. it sucks major ass.