RAAAAAAAAANTING AND RANTING AND RANTING... FAIR WARNING.
Ah, there is this picture of him on his Myspace where he is eating a salad. The picture is focused more on the salad and he has a big, goofy, childish face and he's smiling. UUF, it's so damn perfect, it makes me smile from ear to ear when I see it. It's silly, he's not even trying to be attractive or sexy or even posing, he's just eating his damn salad and being happy about it. I love it. I was kind of stressing out about school and I had a weird dream that was making me anxious and I opened my laptop and I had been starring at it earlier and even though I was half asleep half awake it still had the same effect on me.
Saturday was really fun. Got drunk, Lupe invited us to Yacht Club, which usually, sober, I'd say, "Thanks, but no thanks." Drunk, we all put our heels on and went straight there. We were already drunk when we got there and it was barely 11. Hahaha, we had so much fun just dancing the night away. I was what I call, "Happy to be alive, drunk". Some guy bought us a round of Margaritas and we just danced some more. That place is fresa-land, but you know what, it was so fucking unpredictably fun. I was so drunk I was smoking cigarettes, and if you know me, those things don't ever touch my lips but somehow I managed to smoke half of Lupe's pack practically. It felt good. I don't plan on starting though, I have better retarded things to waste my money on, haha.
Friday, Jackie and I spent the day in Progresso. I bought contacts and birth control, you know cause I may do a lot of stupid things but getting pregnant is not ever going to be one of them. That's another thing, I feel like talking about. I don't understand how people have sex and take that chance. Even if you're with someone you 'love'. If you loved each other so much you'd keep in mind that you two are not ready to bring a new life into this world, and you'd respect that. I mean, if you're having sex, for the fuck of it, badass, everyone get's horny sometimes and wants to be touched in that way but for peeps sake, use a fucking condom, take some birth control. It's silly to see some of the girls that I graduated with, pregnant, or on their second kid. When they seemed to have it all together. I'm all for having a good time and enjoying yourself but nigga please, planned parenthood gives you free shit if you show them a paycheck stub or are a full-time student, so NO excuses.
Ok, so Progresso, drank some fruity drinks, had a GREAT lunch, went back home drunk. I wasn't expecting to be drunk by 3 p.m. but I was. I also had work at 7, so that was interesting. My face was all hot and my eyes were glassy, lol. After work Jack & I went over to Nikki's to drink/shmoke and Lupe joined us for some relaxation. I don't think I've had that much fun just talking, smoking, and sitting with a close group of friends. It was exactly what I needed.
I'm so cold, I think I have a fever. My armpits smell so nice though, I didn't even use perfume today and while I was hugging someone 'hello', they said, damn you smell good. My hair was still wet though, could've been my hair, could've been the armpits, could've been a combo.
I have choir in about five minutes and I really don't feel like walking to the other side of the world because of it. I feel like singing though. It's just that all the music is new and I hate stumbling around new music, I hate the feeling of not understanding or grasping it right away. I just want to pick it up, and perfect it. I've been practicing though. My patience needs more work than anything. haha.
My dad made me a barbacoa flour taco this morning. I really didn't want it to end.
I realized last night that my senior year I used to weigh around 160, I weigh 142 now. I don't know what I do different though, I just feel like I drink a lot more soda than ever. I swear my body doesn't get any water, the only water it gets is when I take a shower. lol. That's horrible. I like my body though, I know my flaws, but I'm comfortable with it you know? I'd love to lose more weight but I'm not going to stress about it, slowly but surely I will. I started running again last week and man I love running. When I woke up the next day, I was so fucking sore, but I haven't stopped going. I feel weak today though, maybe I'll just do thirty minutes.
JUST bumped into Lupe in this lab. Damn, what a handsome beast. The ONLY hot, single, young, waiter at Kumori. I mean I can admit to that. I don't like him though, he's just a nice guy and I can appreciate that. I like Cesar and his personality but he's uh, 26, married, has a baby girl, and all he's ever going to be is a waiter working doubles at Kumori, trying to make ends meet.
Am I taking it too far, or is this not gross.. Nikki kisses her dog after her dog just took a massive LOOSE dump inside their apartment on CARPET and licked himself clean. I think I almost died inside my head. I love dogs. I'm just not into being licked after you took a dump and licked your asshole and penis. UGH. I'm sorry if this grossed you out but I just really needed to type that or write it down.
Decided that I'm not going to choir. I'm already 15 minutes too late. Everyone is warmed up and probably working on that bitch of a piece called Magnificat, which I have practiced many nights to avoid the headache during choir. I'm just going to e-mail Dr. Munn that I have strep and don't want to get everyone sick.
I can't wait to see my brother this weekend, and my best friend, and their pet animal they call Jorge. Love those three motherfuckers.
Saturday was really fun. Got drunk, Lupe invited us to Yacht Club, which usually, sober, I'd say, "Thanks, but no thanks." Drunk, we all put our heels on and went straight there. We were already drunk when we got there and it was barely 11. Hahaha, we had so much fun just dancing the night away. I was what I call, "Happy to be alive, drunk". Some guy bought us a round of Margaritas and we just danced some more. That place is fresa-land, but you know what, it was so fucking unpredictably fun. I was so drunk I was smoking cigarettes, and if you know me, those things don't ever touch my lips but somehow I managed to smoke half of Lupe's pack practically. It felt good. I don't plan on starting though, I have better retarded things to waste my money on, haha.
Friday, Jackie and I spent the day in Progresso. I bought contacts and birth control, you know cause I may do a lot of stupid things but getting pregnant is not ever going to be one of them. That's another thing, I feel like talking about. I don't understand how people have sex and take that chance. Even if you're with someone you 'love'. If you loved each other so much you'd keep in mind that you two are not ready to bring a new life into this world, and you'd respect that. I mean, if you're having sex, for the fuck of it, badass, everyone get's horny sometimes and wants to be touched in that way but for peeps sake, use a fucking condom, take some birth control. It's silly to see some of the girls that I graduated with, pregnant, or on their second kid. When they seemed to have it all together. I'm all for having a good time and enjoying yourself but nigga please, planned parenthood gives you free shit if you show them a paycheck stub or are a full-time student, so NO excuses.
Ok, so Progresso, drank some fruity drinks, had a GREAT lunch, went back home drunk. I wasn't expecting to be drunk by 3 p.m. but I was. I also had work at 7, so that was interesting. My face was all hot and my eyes were glassy, lol. After work Jack & I went over to Nikki's to drink/shmoke and Lupe joined us for some relaxation. I don't think I've had that much fun just talking, smoking, and sitting with a close group of friends. It was exactly what I needed.
I'm so cold, I think I have a fever. My armpits smell so nice though, I didn't even use perfume today and while I was hugging someone 'hello', they said, damn you smell good. My hair was still wet though, could've been my hair, could've been the armpits, could've been a combo.
I have choir in about five minutes and I really don't feel like walking to the other side of the world because of it. I feel like singing though. It's just that all the music is new and I hate stumbling around new music, I hate the feeling of not understanding or grasping it right away. I just want to pick it up, and perfect it. I've been practicing though. My patience needs more work than anything. haha.
My dad made me a barbacoa flour taco this morning. I really didn't want it to end.
I realized last night that my senior year I used to weigh around 160, I weigh 142 now. I don't know what I do different though, I just feel like I drink a lot more soda than ever. I swear my body doesn't get any water, the only water it gets is when I take a shower. lol. That's horrible. I like my body though, I know my flaws, but I'm comfortable with it you know? I'd love to lose more weight but I'm not going to stress about it, slowly but surely I will. I started running again last week and man I love running. When I woke up the next day, I was so fucking sore, but I haven't stopped going. I feel weak today though, maybe I'll just do thirty minutes.
JUST bumped into Lupe in this lab. Damn, what a handsome beast. The ONLY hot, single, young, waiter at Kumori. I mean I can admit to that. I don't like him though, he's just a nice guy and I can appreciate that. I like Cesar and his personality but he's uh, 26, married, has a baby girl, and all he's ever going to be is a waiter working doubles at Kumori, trying to make ends meet.
Am I taking it too far, or is this not gross.. Nikki kisses her dog after her dog just took a massive LOOSE dump inside their apartment on CARPET and licked himself clean. I think I almost died inside my head. I love dogs. I'm just not into being licked after you took a dump and licked your asshole and penis. UGH. I'm sorry if this grossed you out but I just really needed to type that or write it down.
Decided that I'm not going to choir. I'm already 15 minutes too late. Everyone is warmed up and probably working on that bitch of a piece called Magnificat, which I have practiced many nights to avoid the headache during choir. I'm just going to e-mail Dr. Munn that I have strep and don't want to get everyone sick.
I can't wait to see my brother this weekend, and my best friend, and their pet animal they call Jorge. Love those three motherfuckers.