Duck Fart
So I realize it's been forever since I've written to you. really, but five days seems like a long time to me.
I quit my job at the gas station on Saturday. Grace told me that I had to pick between it and the pizza place--- so I had to go with what I love. I guess that's my pizza job. I'm losing out on 200 dollars a week with my decision. It was a rough one that I had to make very quickly. I called Stan and asked his opinion. He told me to do what makes me happy. I'm pretty stressed out now, about getting the money to move in 6months.
so, as always- after making a big dicision - I had to change my hair. :) I bleached it, and put purple streaks all over. I think my hair might fall out soon. I need to handle change in a less damnaging way.
Saturday night I went to a few parties. The first one was at Chris's house. I had my first Zima. Mmm. Incase you don't know, that's an alcolic Sprite {well, not really--- but that's what it tastes like} Frank called it "the offical drink of the gay man".
Chris's party wasn't bad. I sat on a stool in his living room watch three drunk 14-16 year old girls dance around half naked. It made me sick, but it was also worth staying at the party for. I flet a need to look after them {being 2-4 years older then them}. They were so pretty, I kept wondering why in the hell they were at that party.
The next half of his party I spent outside meeting Jack, and smoking a clove between Me, Wes, and Frank. It was the last one, and we were passing it like a joint. I was happy that Ben, even though druck, seemed excited to see me. It'd been years since we really talked in person, and it was nice to be around a familiar face. We left quick, and before I was ready--- when Frank decided we should follow Hollie & Jack over to some guy Kevin's house. I know we were going because Jack was, but shh. Don't tell.
Kevin had a nice pad, but a bad attitude. He told Frank to "get the fuck out", so we er, left.
Next we stopped by Laura & Justin's party which I though was going to be lame, because I didn't know anyone at first and I spent 15 minutes against the wall by Frank. Sooner or later I met a few people though, and everyone seemed really friendly.
{i'm gonna finish typing this later, i am sooooo sleepy}
I quit my job at the gas station on Saturday. Grace told me that I had to pick between it and the pizza place--- so I had to go with what I love. I guess that's my pizza job. I'm losing out on 200 dollars a week with my decision. It was a rough one that I had to make very quickly. I called Stan and asked his opinion. He told me to do what makes me happy. I'm pretty stressed out now, about getting the money to move in 6months.
so, as always- after making a big dicision - I had to change my hair. :) I bleached it, and put purple streaks all over. I think my hair might fall out soon. I need to handle change in a less damnaging way.
Saturday night I went to a few parties. The first one was at Chris's house. I had my first Zima. Mmm. Incase you don't know, that's an alcolic Sprite {well, not really--- but that's what it tastes like} Frank called it "the offical drink of the gay man".
Chris's party wasn't bad. I sat on a stool in his living room watch three drunk 14-16 year old girls dance around half naked. It made me sick, but it was also worth staying at the party for. I flet a need to look after them {being 2-4 years older then them}. They were so pretty, I kept wondering why in the hell they were at that party.
The next half of his party I spent outside meeting Jack, and smoking a clove between Me, Wes, and Frank. It was the last one, and we were passing it like a joint. I was happy that Ben, even though druck, seemed excited to see me. It'd been years since we really talked in person, and it was nice to be around a familiar face. We left quick, and before I was ready--- when Frank decided we should follow Hollie & Jack over to some guy Kevin's house. I know we were going because Jack was, but shh. Don't tell.
Kevin had a nice pad, but a bad attitude. He told Frank to "get the fuck out", so we er, left.
Next we stopped by Laura & Justin's party which I though was going to be lame, because I didn't know anyone at first and I spent 15 minutes against the wall by Frank. Sooner or later I met a few people though, and everyone seemed really friendly.
{i'm gonna finish typing this later, i am sooooo sleepy}