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So whenever it comes time for me to do something on here, my train of thought is fuckkked up. Its already the sixth of January and that means I still have almost three weeks until I go back to Scranton. I miss it there; everything will be mad boring or ridiculously gay here at home, and I'll want to go back SO SO bad but then something small happens which kind of makes me change my mind a little.
New years was supposed to be amazing, but instead it started out really well and continuously went downhill. James, the nicest and most respectful guy I know got so drunk he started being very touchy and ended up spilling my drink down the back of my dress.. LIVID. Then he started trying to fight some of Bethy's Prep friends and that was ridiculous. THen Andrew, the 6'8" basketball player decided to get so drunk that he threw up. Sobered me up pretty damn quick. I was pissed since I spent over 2 hours in this room with him and he was passing out and crying. and I mean CRYING like he was crying out and wailing for his mom and his family. Ridiculous. I physically hit him a couple times and he cried some more. Ugh.
Spending new years day at Bethy's was great though. We finished up bottles upon bottles of wine. Made ourselves Chicken Marsala for dinner and just relaxed. The drive home was stressful, and just reiterated my being a horrible driver. I don't care though I'm home.
Work is fine. I don't mind it, honestly. I know everyone was pretty hesitant on my working at Hollister of all placed, but frankly anywhere where I can fold things, sing loudly and wear my chucks or flops is fine with me. John's a creep but I can handle it, I mean everyone basically talks about his creeperocity while he is standing like 10 feet away. Justin the DM is coming for a few days which intimidates me and its overwhelming since the store has been empty with customers but the managers are all stressed and having us do ridiculous projects concerning sensors and shit. Last night we closed and literally could have left at 9:05 because the store was all set and so was Jen.. until Justin called and said we couldn't leave any earlier than 10. Basically we all sat around talking about drugs and trips and heady movies which was entertaining. Adam and I discussed the science of my cigar cutter and chips pub. And his chin strap, pit stains and raspberry iPod shuffle. I can never stop laughing whenever I work with him. (or when he texts me to sleep) Briana and Carly are both working there now, which is pretty much great. Briana and I did 3 jean walls together last night before I went to chips on my break. Wonderful. Ahhhh.
I haven't really done much since I've been home from the Pocanos but the other night Stephanie was incoherant and I spoke for her all night at pats which made me laugh. I'm glad her break is only a little bit less than mine. I'm only home for like a week without her, which is still fine because honestly what else am i going to do that week besides work. Plus making money is alright because I'm still planning on bringing a large amount of weed back with me. Whenever I do go out i end up smoking a lot (usually at Marks or Pat's house) and I honetsly wouldn't have it any other way. I like waking up in a haze rather than hungover or still drunk. I think I've gotten used to the "What the fuck Lauren Hile, you SMOKE?!?!" comments that I get everytime I see someone who doesn't know. Apparently I don't seem like I should? WEIRD.
Our Jelloshots<3
First drink of the night: 2:53pm. PINA COLADAS.
Cyncinatti with our food selection
Bethy with the shakerrrr!
Gannon and Fitch. Destructable. Such a sloppy picture.
Take two. A little better. And yes I'm well aware that I look like a bit fat slut, I just loved that dress.
My favorite girls.
Cynthia convincing us that she can walk a straight line.
Andrew is huuuuuge.
Jello shottttts.
Twinsiessss with Elliottttt!
Dinner<3
New years was supposed to be amazing, but instead it started out really well and continuously went downhill. James, the nicest and most respectful guy I know got so drunk he started being very touchy and ended up spilling my drink down the back of my dress.. LIVID. Then he started trying to fight some of Bethy's Prep friends and that was ridiculous. THen Andrew, the 6'8" basketball player decided to get so drunk that he threw up. Sobered me up pretty damn quick. I was pissed since I spent over 2 hours in this room with him and he was passing out and crying. and I mean CRYING like he was crying out and wailing for his mom and his family. Ridiculous. I physically hit him a couple times and he cried some more. Ugh.
Spending new years day at Bethy's was great though. We finished up bottles upon bottles of wine. Made ourselves Chicken Marsala for dinner and just relaxed. The drive home was stressful, and just reiterated my being a horrible driver. I don't care though I'm home.
Work is fine. I don't mind it, honestly. I know everyone was pretty hesitant on my working at Hollister of all placed, but frankly anywhere where I can fold things, sing loudly and wear my chucks or flops is fine with me. John's a creep but I can handle it, I mean everyone basically talks about his creeperocity while he is standing like 10 feet away. Justin the DM is coming for a few days which intimidates me and its overwhelming since the store has been empty with customers but the managers are all stressed and having us do ridiculous projects concerning sensors and shit. Last night we closed and literally could have left at 9:05 because the store was all set and so was Jen.. until Justin called and said we couldn't leave any earlier than 10. Basically we all sat around talking about drugs and trips and heady movies which was entertaining. Adam and I discussed the science of my cigar cutter and chips pub. And his chin strap, pit stains and raspberry iPod shuffle. I can never stop laughing whenever I work with him. (or when he texts me to sleep) Briana and Carly are both working there now, which is pretty much great. Briana and I did 3 jean walls together last night before I went to chips on my break. Wonderful. Ahhhh.
I haven't really done much since I've been home from the Pocanos but the other night Stephanie was incoherant and I spoke for her all night at pats which made me laugh. I'm glad her break is only a little bit less than mine. I'm only home for like a week without her, which is still fine because honestly what else am i going to do that week besides work. Plus making money is alright because I'm still planning on bringing a large amount of weed back with me. Whenever I do go out i end up smoking a lot (usually at Marks or Pat's house) and I honetsly wouldn't have it any other way. I like waking up in a haze rather than hungover or still drunk. I think I've gotten used to the "What the fuck Lauren Hile, you SMOKE?!?!" comments that I get everytime I see someone who doesn't know. Apparently I don't seem like I should? WEIRD.
Our Jelloshots<3
First drink of the night: 2:53pm. PINA COLADAS.
Cyncinatti with our food selection
Bethy with the shakerrrr!
Gannon and Fitch. Destructable. Such a sloppy picture.
Take two. A little better. And yes I'm well aware that I look like a bit fat slut, I just loved that dress.
My favorite girls.
Cynthia convincing us that she can walk a straight line.
Andrew is huuuuuge.
Jello shottttts.
Twinsiessss with Elliottttt!
Dinner<3