Past Tense
Sometimes, the lessons we've learned from people or from events don't ever really solidify in our brains. And sometimes, looking back on the past, either willfully or unexpectedly, can help you to realize your present.
While i was day dreaming about my recent events, Dingo went to Binghamton to revisit his past. With Fred still holding that damned car over his head, its almost an obligation that he has to visit him. Another dank, dirty old bar. Another pool table. And another night of wayy too much to drink. Another cold and uncomfortable morning waking up in fred's apartment. I can only imagine.
And as Dingo lived it up in the big big city of binghamton; I enjoyed a quiet night at the house. Until an unfamiliar number came up on my cell phone. It turns out; Richie's back in the picture. The night Dingo and I first met; he was there with his friend Richie. All three of us hung out...until Richie got a little too crazy. A little too attached...and not to dingo. Eventually he moved to Auburn and fell off the face of the Earth. That was until last night. We made plans to hang out. All three of us again; like old times. Just hopefully its not EXACTLY like old times.
The best part of waking up is Vincent in your head. wow. Met this guy; named Vincent. a Senior at Cornell. Studying restaurant and hotel management. man...we just mesh so well. So guess who's goin to Cornell next week?! hell yeah! maybe i'll bump into Joey Rigo. that'd be crazy. We're gonna go out for coffee or something. I don't care what we do; I just wanna see him again. I hope he calls today...but hopefully not when I'm workin.
Got yet another job. yay for working 3 jobs and going to school. White Barn Candle Co., Bath and Body works, And J.Crew.
fuck yes.
well off to class
While i was day dreaming about my recent events, Dingo went to Binghamton to revisit his past. With Fred still holding that damned car over his head, its almost an obligation that he has to visit him. Another dank, dirty old bar. Another pool table. And another night of wayy too much to drink. Another cold and uncomfortable morning waking up in fred's apartment. I can only imagine.
And as Dingo lived it up in the big big city of binghamton; I enjoyed a quiet night at the house. Until an unfamiliar number came up on my cell phone. It turns out; Richie's back in the picture. The night Dingo and I first met; he was there with his friend Richie. All three of us hung out...until Richie got a little too crazy. A little too attached...and not to dingo. Eventually he moved to Auburn and fell off the face of the Earth. That was until last night. We made plans to hang out. All three of us again; like old times. Just hopefully its not EXACTLY like old times.
The best part of waking up is Vincent in your head. wow. Met this guy; named Vincent. a Senior at Cornell. Studying restaurant and hotel management. man...we just mesh so well. So guess who's goin to Cornell next week?! hell yeah! maybe i'll bump into Joey Rigo. that'd be crazy. We're gonna go out for coffee or something. I don't care what we do; I just wanna see him again. I hope he calls today...but hopefully not when I'm workin.
Got yet another job. yay for working 3 jobs and going to school. White Barn Candle Co., Bath and Body works, And J.Crew.
fuck yes.
well off to class