I wish I could say, I have no regrets today...
Time for a big ol' update. On the day of my last entry, my dad fixed my window, so I was able to drive down to Tampa to hang out with Jen. I had told Steven that we were going to be hanging out, so he said that he would stop by after work. I got to Jen's and we went to the store so I could pick up some things. We got back to the apartment, and I decided, the hell with it, I am going to start drinking even though no one is here yet. I had a Smirnoff Green Apple malt liquor beverage, and then I started doing shots. I lost count of how many I did. I just kept slamming them down, because to be perfectly honest, at that point I didn't really care. Jen was watching television and being boring, and I was angry and depressed and feeling all kinds of messed up in the head. Hence, the excessive drinking. I remember picking up my phone and calling Jeff. I do not remember the conversation that took place with him. What really pisses me off is that Jen let me go ahead and make the call. She didn't even try to stop me. A little while after that, Steven and Jose showed up. By the time they got there, I was gone. I remember pointing at things with my feet. I remember trying to play darts. I remember being on the floor a lot. I remember getting sick. The first time I got sick, I went outside. Steven went with me and was able to hold my hair back just in time. Unfortunately, he couldn't stop me from nearly losing my balance and stepping into my own puke. Yeah. Didn't notice that until the next day, either. Apparently, Steven wanted to put me into the bathtub upstairs, so he and Jen dragged me up there. I wouldn't let him put me in, though. I got sick again, and I do remember complaining to Jen that her toilet was disgusting. A little bit later, I went downstairs to the bathroom down there and got sick again. I spent a lot of time in that bathroom. I was kind of passing out on the toilet seat. Steven sat with me for awhile. When he recounted the night's events, he told me that I was crying and saying that nobody cared about me. I can see myself saying that, but I don't remember saying it. Like I said, waaay too drunk. Anyway, he held me for awhile and told me that he cared about me, maybe a little too much. I responded slurringly, "It's ok, I care about you too much too." So, yeah. It was out in the open now. Steven left me after a little bit so that he could start drinking, and I eventually crawled out of the bathroom, recrawled back in to change my clothes and get sick, and then passed out on the floor. During the time that I was passed out, James and Steven proceeded to get completely smashed. Later on that night, they woke me up and got me onto the futon. Apparently, Steven got sick later that night too, but I was unable to help him because I was unconscious. I woke up in the morning still feeling really sick and drunk, so I called out of work and didn't go home until about six at night. I got my ass chewed out by my parents, a little for getting drunk but mostly for shirking my work responsibilities. On Monday, I told everyone that I had gotten a virus on Saturday night and was up all night vomiting. I also called Jeff on Monday to apologize for my drunken behavior. He said that it was OK, that it wasn't the first call that he had received from a drunken person. He called me back two days later, but I didn't have my phone on me so I didn't answer. I called him back the next day and left him a message, but I haven't heard from him since. Whatever.
Tuesday night I spent some time with Steven and Jose and kicked their ass at Monopoly. On Wednesday, Steven and I were supposed to go to the beach to watch the sunset, but he apparently forgot that he was supposed to work, so we ended up cancelling our plans. That makes two ditchings in less than a month. Nice. I ended up driving back to Tampa later that night to pick up Jessie and her friend Danielle from work. They looked so funny in their Steak n' Shake uniforms.
I won another free food voucher at Publix for selling MOD sneakers. Excellent.
On Friday, Jessie, Jen and I went to Orlando to see Something Corporate. It was really fun; we didn't hit much traffic on I-4 at all. UCF is a nice campus, but it is incredibly spaced out. We managed to find the arena and settled in on the floor to watch the bands. The best opening band was the Format, whom Jessie and I will be seeing again tomorrow at the Taking Back Sunday show. Something Corporate was as amazing as always. The big news though: Andrew CUT HIS HAIR AND DYED IT BLACK. He looks just like Jake Gyllenhaal now. He was still dead sexy though, gyrating all over his piano bench and looking sooo good. I tried to keep Jessie up in the front so that she could get a good look at them performing, but the crowd just got way too intense and there was way too much pushing and closeness. I almost fell once, and at times I felt like I was being lifted up off the floor from all the people being pushed. We escaped to the back after the first song and enjoyed ourselves from a distance. I bought earplugs for the show, but I left them in my car, and since we took Jen's car to Orlando, I kind of screwed myself over. It wasn't that loud, though. Lots of fun, that show was. I am glad that Jessie finally got to see SoCo live.
I went out with Debra, Melissa, Nici and Mike to Denny's last night to play catch-up. We had a good time, just sitting around and talking about this and that. Nici was totally stoned out of her mind though. She said herself that it had been a nonstop smoke fest with her mom since she had been home. Nice.
Today, when I went to go visit Monica and Debra at BAM, my car made a funny noise when I started it and my radio and clock reset themselves. I thought that it was really weird, but I ignored it and just figured that it had something to do with the cold. However, when I left BAM, it did the same thing, so I called my house and told my mom the problem. She said that my dad would look at it when he came home. He did, and proclaimed that I needed a new battery for my car. Son of a bitch. However, I absolutely love my parents because he took my car to the auto store, got me a battery and put it in for me. I love my dad. He is so awesome.
I am trying to think of something really nice to do for my mom for Mother's Day, but I am not sure what. If anyone has any ideas, let me know.
Taking Back Sunday tomorrow night! I still need to get directions.....
Tuesday night I spent some time with Steven and Jose and kicked their ass at Monopoly. On Wednesday, Steven and I were supposed to go to the beach to watch the sunset, but he apparently forgot that he was supposed to work, so we ended up cancelling our plans. That makes two ditchings in less than a month. Nice. I ended up driving back to Tampa later that night to pick up Jessie and her friend Danielle from work. They looked so funny in their Steak n' Shake uniforms.
I won another free food voucher at Publix for selling MOD sneakers. Excellent.
On Friday, Jessie, Jen and I went to Orlando to see Something Corporate. It was really fun; we didn't hit much traffic on I-4 at all. UCF is a nice campus, but it is incredibly spaced out. We managed to find the arena and settled in on the floor to watch the bands. The best opening band was the Format, whom Jessie and I will be seeing again tomorrow at the Taking Back Sunday show. Something Corporate was as amazing as always. The big news though: Andrew CUT HIS HAIR AND DYED IT BLACK. He looks just like Jake Gyllenhaal now. He was still dead sexy though, gyrating all over his piano bench and looking sooo good. I tried to keep Jessie up in the front so that she could get a good look at them performing, but the crowd just got way too intense and there was way too much pushing and closeness. I almost fell once, and at times I felt like I was being lifted up off the floor from all the people being pushed. We escaped to the back after the first song and enjoyed ourselves from a distance. I bought earplugs for the show, but I left them in my car, and since we took Jen's car to Orlando, I kind of screwed myself over. It wasn't that loud, though. Lots of fun, that show was. I am glad that Jessie finally got to see SoCo live.
I went out with Debra, Melissa, Nici and Mike to Denny's last night to play catch-up. We had a good time, just sitting around and talking about this and that. Nici was totally stoned out of her mind though. She said herself that it had been a nonstop smoke fest with her mom since she had been home. Nice.
Today, when I went to go visit Monica and Debra at BAM, my car made a funny noise when I started it and my radio and clock reset themselves. I thought that it was really weird, but I ignored it and just figured that it had something to do with the cold. However, when I left BAM, it did the same thing, so I called my house and told my mom the problem. She said that my dad would look at it when he came home. He did, and proclaimed that I needed a new battery for my car. Son of a bitch. However, I absolutely love my parents because he took my car to the auto store, got me a battery and put it in for me. I love my dad. He is so awesome.
I am trying to think of something really nice to do for my mom for Mother's Day, but I am not sure what. If anyone has any ideas, let me know.
Taking Back Sunday tomorrow night! I still need to get directions.....