Kayaking is for chumps who buy into bullshit myths.
Yoooooooooooooooooooooo bitches,
So Noel wanted me to update, and apparently, Noel > WoW....(But Slick, my friend's dog, > Noel, according to some sources)
So here's ya friggin update...
Hawaii was fun. Not as much fun as last year, but still good times....
The first day, Michelle came and picked us up, which was really cool of her, and we ended up doing dinner and then drinking later on...From there on out, I only remember events, so this summary is gonna be a bit disjointed...
One of the first nights there, we were all drinking, and it was brought up that this piece of gossip that my friend John had told me after dangling it in front of me and saying he couldn't tell me, was in fact told to him by Jesse. Now this sounds all elementary school and shit, and it is, but the principal of it kinda pissed me off...Why the hell would John make me pry and beg to know this fucking absolutely retarded piece of secret gossip for 45 minutes, when my other best friend (Jesse) told him and would tell me next time I talked to him? (Not that jesse did, mind you) It just kinda seemed like I wasn't on the same level, or deemed not to know for some odd reason...Yeah yeah yeah, elementary school shit, but it kinda disappointed me...So I ended up leaving the club early, crashed, and let it go...Another thing I noticed, is that Jesse and John were always having conversations they had assumed I wasn't informed enough to participate in...Granted, I haven't read as many books as them, so I don't know as many things as they do, but never once has that matter came up when Jesse lived back here in Seattle...So why did that matter pop up so much while we were in Hawaii? Yeah, I know I don't hafta be in every conversation, but when I did try to add, I was just sorta brushed aside...I also noticed a lot of the time when we would debate something, it was usually those two debating against me...Kinda reinforces the whole 'unequal' idea...Although, I know Jesse and John weren't purposely trying to make me feel uneven, so I think this is some kinda personality/mentality conflict within myself...Perhaps I don't trust in my friends enough to be comfortable with watching them have fun, while I sit and observe? Maybe I just need too much validation in that sense...Perhaps I just feel to different? The odd thing is, none of this stuff happens back here...We meet up, get food, go drinkin, and there is hardly ever drama...Bah! It's all in my fucking head, and time for me to quit bitching and put the big boy britches on.
Melanie hung out for a night, ended up crashing at our Hotel, and we went to Chili's the next day...The food sucked, John even went as far to call it the worst restaurant ever...We saw Crystal (Melanie's sister), who's really pregnant...She's naming the kid Jackson, so i said the first thing that came to my head, ACTIIIIIOOOON JACKSON!.....I thought it was funny...
The basic day structure was Wake up, eat, go to the beach, come back to the hotel, eat dinner, go to the bar, come home whenever...We checked out a couple of new beaches, Waimanalo and Kailua....Waimanalo was badass, good waves and hardly any people...Kailua was good for Kayaking, which I really didn't like...Just seemed kinda boring to me....Give me a boat, or a Jetski, and I'ma happy camper...But Kayaking? That shit is for chumps! XD
We ended up checking out the Zoo in Waikiki, which was awesome...We got to go back to the Chimpanzee cages, and see the baby chimpanzee and his mom play around, which was cool...I saw a buncha cool animals, and John gave me props for
getting a Zebra, Giraffe, AND a Ostrich in one picture...Fuck yeah, that was a cool picture...
One of the first nights we were walking around downtown Waikiki, we saw all these hot chicks standing around...I wondered where the hell they all came from, popping out of nowhere, when one asked me if I "wanted to party"...DING DING DING, gentleman, we found the hookers! I was kinda surprised, as they weren't all scraggy and nasty cracked out looking, like the dumb whores I deal with at work...It made for a bunch of amusing jokes...Thank God I have enough dignity to not pay for sex...Whoooooo! I do love me some lap dances though...
One night, John, Jesse, and I were hanging out at this bar, and this drunk ass 40 year old boat snag came up to our table, pounder her fist on the table, and told me to dance with her...When I lied, saying I had a bum leg, she nudged John, saying "I didn't ask him to dance, I said he looked fat in those pants..."...Which I found to be highly amusing, as she was one drunk bitch...Jesse kept saying to me, 'Dude, that's a sure thing, go for it!", while I tried my best to avoid direct contact...The funny thing about this, when John and I got to SeaTac International Airport's Baggage Claim, guess who was getting their luggage, and was sober? She noticed us, but didn't say anything...Good thing, as she was a fucking weirdo...I just wanna know, what are the odds that the drunken boat snag lived back here in Seattle? Scary Indeed.
So yeah, I had a great time (despite the small drama problems) in Hawaii, and it was awesome seeing everyone again...The only I really wanted outta Hawaii was to hang out with my friends, and bullshit in a group or a one on one basis...I had that with everyone, and it was good times...We laughed a lot, especially when Darren was making up words (Hooktified! Yes!)...So yeah, I'ma sit and think about odds and ends now....
More to come later...
Fuck Off: Being a retard about my friends
Awesome: Seeing all my friends
Quote of the Day-
"Hella Hooktified! BWOUWH!"
-Darren, making up a new word as he misheard me saying 'Hooker Fight', then adding a punch with a funny ass sound effect ripped from a Wu-Tang CD.
So Noel wanted me to update, and apparently, Noel > WoW....(But Slick, my friend's dog, > Noel, according to some sources)
So here's ya friggin update...
Hawaii was fun. Not as much fun as last year, but still good times....
The first day, Michelle came and picked us up, which was really cool of her, and we ended up doing dinner and then drinking later on...From there on out, I only remember events, so this summary is gonna be a bit disjointed...
One of the first nights there, we were all drinking, and it was brought up that this piece of gossip that my friend John had told me after dangling it in front of me and saying he couldn't tell me, was in fact told to him by Jesse. Now this sounds all elementary school and shit, and it is, but the principal of it kinda pissed me off...Why the hell would John make me pry and beg to know this fucking absolutely retarded piece of secret gossip for 45 minutes, when my other best friend (Jesse) told him and would tell me next time I talked to him? (Not that jesse did, mind you) It just kinda seemed like I wasn't on the same level, or deemed not to know for some odd reason...Yeah yeah yeah, elementary school shit, but it kinda disappointed me...So I ended up leaving the club early, crashed, and let it go...Another thing I noticed, is that Jesse and John were always having conversations they had assumed I wasn't informed enough to participate in...Granted, I haven't read as many books as them, so I don't know as many things as they do, but never once has that matter came up when Jesse lived back here in Seattle...So why did that matter pop up so much while we were in Hawaii? Yeah, I know I don't hafta be in every conversation, but when I did try to add, I was just sorta brushed aside...I also noticed a lot of the time when we would debate something, it was usually those two debating against me...Kinda reinforces the whole 'unequal' idea...Although, I know Jesse and John weren't purposely trying to make me feel uneven, so I think this is some kinda personality/mentality conflict within myself...Perhaps I don't trust in my friends enough to be comfortable with watching them have fun, while I sit and observe? Maybe I just need too much validation in that sense...Perhaps I just feel to different? The odd thing is, none of this stuff happens back here...We meet up, get food, go drinkin, and there is hardly ever drama...Bah! It's all in my fucking head, and time for me to quit bitching and put the big boy britches on.
Melanie hung out for a night, ended up crashing at our Hotel, and we went to Chili's the next day...The food sucked, John even went as far to call it the worst restaurant ever...We saw Crystal (Melanie's sister), who's really pregnant...She's naming the kid Jackson, so i said the first thing that came to my head, ACTIIIIIOOOON JACKSON!.....I thought it was funny...
The basic day structure was Wake up, eat, go to the beach, come back to the hotel, eat dinner, go to the bar, come home whenever...We checked out a couple of new beaches, Waimanalo and Kailua....Waimanalo was badass, good waves and hardly any people...Kailua was good for Kayaking, which I really didn't like...Just seemed kinda boring to me....Give me a boat, or a Jetski, and I'ma happy camper...But Kayaking? That shit is for chumps! XD
We ended up checking out the Zoo in Waikiki, which was awesome...We got to go back to the Chimpanzee cages, and see the baby chimpanzee and his mom play around, which was cool...I saw a buncha cool animals, and John gave me props for
getting a Zebra, Giraffe, AND a Ostrich in one picture...Fuck yeah, that was a cool picture...
One of the first nights we were walking around downtown Waikiki, we saw all these hot chicks standing around...I wondered where the hell they all came from, popping out of nowhere, when one asked me if I "wanted to party"...DING DING DING, gentleman, we found the hookers! I was kinda surprised, as they weren't all scraggy and nasty cracked out looking, like the dumb whores I deal with at work...It made for a bunch of amusing jokes...Thank God I have enough dignity to not pay for sex...Whoooooo! I do love me some lap dances though...
One night, John, Jesse, and I were hanging out at this bar, and this drunk ass 40 year old boat snag came up to our table, pounder her fist on the table, and told me to dance with her...When I lied, saying I had a bum leg, she nudged John, saying "I didn't ask him to dance, I said he looked fat in those pants..."...Which I found to be highly amusing, as she was one drunk bitch...Jesse kept saying to me, 'Dude, that's a sure thing, go for it!", while I tried my best to avoid direct contact...The funny thing about this, when John and I got to SeaTac International Airport's Baggage Claim, guess who was getting their luggage, and was sober? She noticed us, but didn't say anything...Good thing, as she was a fucking weirdo...I just wanna know, what are the odds that the drunken boat snag lived back here in Seattle? Scary Indeed.
So yeah, I had a great time (despite the small drama problems) in Hawaii, and it was awesome seeing everyone again...The only I really wanted outta Hawaii was to hang out with my friends, and bullshit in a group or a one on one basis...I had that with everyone, and it was good times...We laughed a lot, especially when Darren was making up words (Hooktified! Yes!)...So yeah, I'ma sit and think about odds and ends now....
More to come later...
Fuck Off: Being a retard about my friends
Awesome: Seeing all my friends
Quote of the Day-
"Hella Hooktified! BWOUWH!"
-Darren, making up a new word as he misheard me saying 'Hooker Fight', then adding a punch with a funny ass sound effect ripped from a Wu-Tang CD.