The countdown is ON!
This week's summary so far:
Monday had a test in sociology and once again I fucked up the curve because I got a 100!!! That's right motha fucka!
Last night I had a lovely dinner with Andy.
Today I worked at the porn store from 9:30-1 and then had school.
Tomorrow is my birfday!!!!!! I plan on going to Dave and Buster's in Providence. If you would like to go then just give me a holla. HOLLA! Friday hopefully I will go to Boston but I don't really know what to do when I am there...so someone, ANYONE, give me some ideas.
Weird event of the week:
Ok. So tuesday I got a card in the mail with just *Martha C* written on it. Weird. I open it and find that it is a birthday card from my old friend Katie, who was my best friend up until about July. That's when we went out one night, she got wasted, punched my windshield and then continued to call me a bitch and yell and scream for about two hours. She also tried to brake other windows, throw anything she could out the window when we were driving, charged my car when she was outside of it, and pulled my hair and tried to fight me (I would never ever ever ever hit her). This was all brought on by nothing. Seriously. I admit I yelled back for about 10 minutes until I realized it would go nowhere, so me and the other two people we were with just drove home and ignored her. She would scream and I would say "I love this song" and turn the radio up. I did nothing to instigate, or continue her drunken/rabid rage. After that night we haven't talked since.
Well I got a card from her telling me to give a call or stop by and that she missed me. And I can't lie, I miss her too. Not the bullshit that she would pull when drunk (which is often), but her I missed. She is by far the funniest girl ever and we have the same sense of humor and retardation. I have never had a friend like her or for as long as we were friends. I figured we would be those old friends you see sitting next to each other at the nursing home.
I never cried after our fight since I did nothing wrong and if she wanted to be drunk and crazy fine. I don't need someone like that in my life. But when I opened the card and saw who it was from I did cry a little. Not bawl...but some tears.
So I went to her house, but she wasn't home so I gave her a call and left a message. Just now I got off the phone with her and we are gonna hang out tonight and catch up with each other. I dunno if we will ever be the same. But mayhaps* we will. I think she needs to make some lifestyle changes for her own sake (like the drinking) and maybe it will be much better. Who knows.
* This is in tribute to Matt Latorre, who's livejournal was my favorite to read. It is actually what inspired me to write mine, since his was the first I read that wasn't super boring. I figured, mayhaps I too could bring joy and humor into some people's day. Sadly, last time I tried to read his journal, it was gone. He has taken it down foooooorrrrrrr-eeeeeeevvvvvvv-er. This truly is a sad sad day in LJ history. A think now would be appropriate for a moment of silence.....
OK. well yeah like I said tomorrow is my birthday!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday had a test in sociology and once again I fucked up the curve because I got a 100!!! That's right motha fucka!
Last night I had a lovely dinner with Andy.
Today I worked at the porn store from 9:30-1 and then had school.
Tomorrow is my birfday!!!!!! I plan on going to Dave and Buster's in Providence. If you would like to go then just give me a holla. HOLLA! Friday hopefully I will go to Boston but I don't really know what to do when I am there...so someone, ANYONE, give me some ideas.
Weird event of the week:
Ok. So tuesday I got a card in the mail with just *Martha C* written on it. Weird. I open it and find that it is a birthday card from my old friend Katie, who was my best friend up until about July. That's when we went out one night, she got wasted, punched my windshield and then continued to call me a bitch and yell and scream for about two hours. She also tried to brake other windows, throw anything she could out the window when we were driving, charged my car when she was outside of it, and pulled my hair and tried to fight me (I would never ever ever ever hit her). This was all brought on by nothing. Seriously. I admit I yelled back for about 10 minutes until I realized it would go nowhere, so me and the other two people we were with just drove home and ignored her. She would scream and I would say "I love this song" and turn the radio up. I did nothing to instigate, or continue her drunken/rabid rage. After that night we haven't talked since.
Well I got a card from her telling me to give a call or stop by and that she missed me. And I can't lie, I miss her too. Not the bullshit that she would pull when drunk (which is often), but her I missed. She is by far the funniest girl ever and we have the same sense of humor and retardation. I have never had a friend like her or for as long as we were friends. I figured we would be those old friends you see sitting next to each other at the nursing home.
I never cried after our fight since I did nothing wrong and if she wanted to be drunk and crazy fine. I don't need someone like that in my life. But when I opened the card and saw who it was from I did cry a little. Not bawl...but some tears.
So I went to her house, but she wasn't home so I gave her a call and left a message. Just now I got off the phone with her and we are gonna hang out tonight and catch up with each other. I dunno if we will ever be the same. But mayhaps* we will. I think she needs to make some lifestyle changes for her own sake (like the drinking) and maybe it will be much better. Who knows.
* This is in tribute to Matt Latorre, who's livejournal was my favorite to read. It is actually what inspired me to write mine, since his was the first I read that wasn't super boring. I figured, mayhaps I too could bring joy and humor into some people's day. Sadly, last time I tried to read his journal, it was gone. He has taken it down foooooorrrrrrr-eeeeeeevvvvvvv-er. This truly is a sad sad day in LJ history. A think now would be appropriate for a moment of silence.....
OK. well yeah like I said tomorrow is my birthday!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!