It's a given thing, what a terrible thing to lose.
This week has really kind of sucked to be honest. Besides Wednesday with David Cook's cd premiering that night and ch-ch-chinatown inviting me to go to the AMA Red Carpet with her, this week really hasn't been all that great.
I spent most of Thursday night talking to Sarah about her break up with Ben (and Sarah is my best friend but Ben is also a really good friend) and there's really no one right or wrong in the situation but it's just tough overall. :( I really hate to see my friends go through this.
Friday night was fun because me and my roommates all got really drunk and played beer pong/played wii/walked to taco bell at 1am in the ghetto... etc. It was really fun and I'm a notorius drunk dialer/texter/commenter and everyone was talking to me that night so it was good times. BUT... Jake was supposed to show and he never did. He texted me and said he fell asleep and then I texted him back a couple times (did I mention I'm TERRIBLE when it comes to drunk dialing/texting?) but nothing. And then when I called him Saturday afternoon to see if he was watching the game, he never called me back. Then also Friday night I found out that Valerie and Keith went to the weekender (USC vs. Stanford in Palo Alto) and they don't even like football. It really makes me sad at the dissolution of mine and Valerie's friendship and how she's in many ways made it so that Keith and I no longer talk. We're not enemies at all but being roommates for 2 years was probably not the best thing for us. When we were living together we had lots of mutual friends and she would always try to keep them for herself and it really only worked with James (but only to an extent) and Keith. I could write and entire long ass essay about how and why and stuff but I'll spare you. Long story short is we're not living together and I never see Keith but she sees him every weekend. Yeah. :/
Saturday was way worse than anything this week. First, I woke up hungover which is never fun. Then Joe called me around 4 and wanted to go to Little Tokyo. I really wasn't in the mood to travel outside of the USC area today cause I was tired and really just wanted to watch the game (which I never actually got to do... ugh) but he bitched and moaned so I finally agreed to go to Dennys with him. Then he decided that we should get drunk tonight and have some type of adventure which would involve us going to the rooftops of a bunch of different buildings on campus. I was really not looking forward to it because I hate heights but I agreed because I'm a fucking pushover sometimes. We ended up buying some booze and then going back to my place and drinking which was fine (except he drank most of my vodka... grrr) but when we went back to campus things became a problem. First he was WAAAAY more wasted than I was and I was pretty drunk and high (oh and by the way we started drinking at 8pm and this all started happening around 10pm). Then we were going to go to Program Board (where he works) and get some stuff there but he realized he left his keys to get into the office in the office itself. Basically long story short we had to argue with a DPS officer to let us in and try to convince him that we weren't trying to break in and steal things and he kept saying "I can't let you guys in without proof that you should be here." Then after like 15 minutes of this Joe goes, "oh I have a business card that says this is my office" which he does because it's true and the DPS officer let's us right in! Ugh why couldn't Joe have just showed him that in the first place. Oh because he didn't want to get in trouble and tried to pretend that it was me who lost the keys and was in LSA blah blah blah. So I was pissed. Then he kept trying to get me to drink all this alcohol that I did NOT want to drink and kept telling him I wouldn't, but then he would start pouting and all this bullshit so I pretended to drink a bunch of it and just threw it out when he wasn't looking. I mean I hate wasting booze but I did not want to throw up on campus. Then we went to Subway and that was fine until he stole chips on our way out which was not cool. And at this point it's almost midnight and I'm getting really sick of him and I'm sobering up and he's still acting like a jackass. He decides then that he wants to go back to Program Board to sleep and I tell him fine, that I'll walk him there (because he has NO CLUE where he's going) and then I'll take campus cruiser back to my apartment from there. Basically he starts arguing with me that he can make it there fine and I should just go home. I tell him that I'm taking cruiser anyway so I might as well just walk with him instead of staying in some random place waiting for cruiser. Then he gets all pissy and starts arguing with me even more and so I slap him but not hard at all, more playfully, to try to get his attention. Then he FUCKING BOLTS DOWN THE STREET and hides behind some random building and I can't find him. I literally search for 20 minutes and he won't answer my calls or my texts. I start to get worried because 1. he ran into oncoming traffic multiple times earlier in the day and 2. he has no sense of direction when he's drunk. So I go wait by Webb Tower (which is almost across campus from Program Board) and he calls me and says he's there and where the hell am I. I get pissed and tell him he freaked me out and that I'm at Webb and he tells me to just go home because he's tired and blah blah blah. So then I call cruiser and I have to wait 30 minutes until one can come and get me. So basically I'm waiting out in front of a random campus apartment (and USC in not in a good area so it's not really safe to be by myself just hanging around outside in the middle of the night) so I decide to call one of my friends. Mikail and Monet don't pick up so I call Sarah and she is pretty much a complete bitch to me which is not normal at all. She really hasn't been herself since way before the break up and it's really tough to see. And of course I can't even be there to talk to her or anything cause I'm in LA for college and she's still in Seattle. I'm pretty sure that most of the important friendships in my life have suffered because of where I decided to go to school, but that's a completely different issue. So I'm already upset and the convo with Sarah is not helping but luckily Monet called me back and I talked to her and she really heled me feel better so yay. And I made it home fine but pretty much my entire day was frustrating and extremely not fun.
So for anyone who read that epically long mess, I am here to reward you with something that always makes me laugh. And for those who didn't... here is something that will hopefully make you laugh too. I love the WTF RANDOM?!-ness of it.
I spent most of Thursday night talking to Sarah about her break up with Ben (and Sarah is my best friend but Ben is also a really good friend) and there's really no one right or wrong in the situation but it's just tough overall. :( I really hate to see my friends go through this.
Friday night was fun because me and my roommates all got really drunk and played beer pong/played wii/walked to taco bell at 1am in the ghetto... etc. It was really fun and I'm a notorius drunk dialer/texter/commenter and everyone was talking to me that night so it was good times. BUT... Jake was supposed to show and he never did. He texted me and said he fell asleep and then I texted him back a couple times (did I mention I'm TERRIBLE when it comes to drunk dialing/texting?) but nothing. And then when I called him Saturday afternoon to see if he was watching the game, he never called me back. Then also Friday night I found out that Valerie and Keith went to the weekender (USC vs. Stanford in Palo Alto) and they don't even like football. It really makes me sad at the dissolution of mine and Valerie's friendship and how she's in many ways made it so that Keith and I no longer talk. We're not enemies at all but being roommates for 2 years was probably not the best thing for us. When we were living together we had lots of mutual friends and she would always try to keep them for herself and it really only worked with James (but only to an extent) and Keith. I could write and entire long ass essay about how and why and stuff but I'll spare you. Long story short is we're not living together and I never see Keith but she sees him every weekend. Yeah. :/
Saturday was way worse than anything this week. First, I woke up hungover which is never fun. Then Joe called me around 4 and wanted to go to Little Tokyo. I really wasn't in the mood to travel outside of the USC area today cause I was tired and really just wanted to watch the game (which I never actually got to do... ugh) but he bitched and moaned so I finally agreed to go to Dennys with him. Then he decided that we should get drunk tonight and have some type of adventure which would involve us going to the rooftops of a bunch of different buildings on campus. I was really not looking forward to it because I hate heights but I agreed because I'm a fucking pushover sometimes. We ended up buying some booze and then going back to my place and drinking which was fine (except he drank most of my vodka... grrr) but when we went back to campus things became a problem. First he was WAAAAY more wasted than I was and I was pretty drunk and high (oh and by the way we started drinking at 8pm and this all started happening around 10pm). Then we were going to go to Program Board (where he works) and get some stuff there but he realized he left his keys to get into the office in the office itself. Basically long story short we had to argue with a DPS officer to let us in and try to convince him that we weren't trying to break in and steal things and he kept saying "I can't let you guys in without proof that you should be here." Then after like 15 minutes of this Joe goes, "oh I have a business card that says this is my office" which he does because it's true and the DPS officer let's us right in! Ugh why couldn't Joe have just showed him that in the first place. Oh because he didn't want to get in trouble and tried to pretend that it was me who lost the keys and was in LSA blah blah blah. So I was pissed. Then he kept trying to get me to drink all this alcohol that I did NOT want to drink and kept telling him I wouldn't, but then he would start pouting and all this bullshit so I pretended to drink a bunch of it and just threw it out when he wasn't looking. I mean I hate wasting booze but I did not want to throw up on campus. Then we went to Subway and that was fine until he stole chips on our way out which was not cool. And at this point it's almost midnight and I'm getting really sick of him and I'm sobering up and he's still acting like a jackass. He decides then that he wants to go back to Program Board to sleep and I tell him fine, that I'll walk him there (because he has NO CLUE where he's going) and then I'll take campus cruiser back to my apartment from there. Basically he starts arguing with me that he can make it there fine and I should just go home. I tell him that I'm taking cruiser anyway so I might as well just walk with him instead of staying in some random place waiting for cruiser. Then he gets all pissy and starts arguing with me even more and so I slap him but not hard at all, more playfully, to try to get his attention. Then he FUCKING BOLTS DOWN THE STREET and hides behind some random building and I can't find him. I literally search for 20 minutes and he won't answer my calls or my texts. I start to get worried because 1. he ran into oncoming traffic multiple times earlier in the day and 2. he has no sense of direction when he's drunk. So I go wait by Webb Tower (which is almost across campus from Program Board) and he calls me and says he's there and where the hell am I. I get pissed and tell him he freaked me out and that I'm at Webb and he tells me to just go home because he's tired and blah blah blah. So then I call cruiser and I have to wait 30 minutes until one can come and get me. So basically I'm waiting out in front of a random campus apartment (and USC in not in a good area so it's not really safe to be by myself just hanging around outside in the middle of the night) so I decide to call one of my friends. Mikail and Monet don't pick up so I call Sarah and she is pretty much a complete bitch to me which is not normal at all. She really hasn't been herself since way before the break up and it's really tough to see. And of course I can't even be there to talk to her or anything cause I'm in LA for college and she's still in Seattle. I'm pretty sure that most of the important friendships in my life have suffered because of where I decided to go to school, but that's a completely different issue. So I'm already upset and the convo with Sarah is not helping but luckily Monet called me back and I talked to her and she really heled me feel better so yay. And I made it home fine but pretty much my entire day was frustrating and extremely not fun.
So for anyone who read that epically long mess, I am here to reward you with something that always makes me laugh. And for those who didn't... here is something that will hopefully make you laugh too. I love the WTF RANDOM?!-ness of it.
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