Dread slowly becomes happiness
So the past few days have been pretty dreadful. If it weren't for Courtney, Megan, and David I probably wouldn't be here right now; I've certainly got the best friends a girl could ask for.
Through all my madness in the past few days, Dave invited me down to meet his friends and watch the fight on Saturday. Does that mean I'm making headway? No one can be sure, and I promise not to hold my breath. But God, it would be so wonderful if this could go the way it does in the movies.
Joe and I were supposed to meet at Stuff Yer Face at 10 for drinks... he stood me up. I'm LIVID with him about this. He's always on me about not returning his calls, but then he stands me up. Totally different parallels here. I mean I looked like a fool standing in front of the bar for 20 minutes when I finally decided to go home.... hahahahaha, he just called and I answered with "OH MY GOD! YOU'RE ALIVE!" So, I guess we're going out now even though I have to be up for work by 8.30 in the terrible morning.
Other than that misery and the reason the past few days have been so dreadful, I'm looking forward to this weekend. First, I (finally) get to see Joe.. dispite our issues he's one of my favorite people. Tomorrow I'm going to a Sig Chi (my favorite RU frat) party with some of my sisters. Saturday I'm going to Hamilton to play with Dave and his friends. And I'm off on Sunday so I can recover from the next three days of drinking. Finally back to the good life.
Oh and Dave's giving me his old phone on Saturday... same brand, same company, same everything.. woo!
Through all my madness in the past few days, Dave invited me down to meet his friends and watch the fight on Saturday. Does that mean I'm making headway? No one can be sure, and I promise not to hold my breath. But God, it would be so wonderful if this could go the way it does in the movies.
Joe and I were supposed to meet at Stuff Yer Face at 10 for drinks... he stood me up. I'm LIVID with him about this. He's always on me about not returning his calls, but then he stands me up. Totally different parallels here. I mean I looked like a fool standing in front of the bar for 20 minutes when I finally decided to go home.... hahahahaha, he just called and I answered with "OH MY GOD! YOU'RE ALIVE!" So, I guess we're going out now even though I have to be up for work by 8.30 in the terrible morning.
Other than that misery and the reason the past few days have been so dreadful, I'm looking forward to this weekend. First, I (finally) get to see Joe.. dispite our issues he's one of my favorite people. Tomorrow I'm going to a Sig Chi (my favorite RU frat) party with some of my sisters. Saturday I'm going to Hamilton to play with Dave and his friends. And I'm off on Sunday so I can recover from the next three days of drinking. Finally back to the good life.
Oh and Dave's giving me his old phone on Saturday... same brand, same company, same everything.. woo!