You Won't Find Love in a Hole, It Takes More Than Fucking Someone To Keep Yourself Warm.
I thought for sure I was going to get a DUI on Friday. I felt fine, but I had been drinking that evening so in a perfect world I probably shouldn't have been driving. Through an awesome series of events I also had a full beer spilled onto me before I had left Tempe. I was pulled over because I had a headlight which had burned out, and when those lights flashed behind me I was kind of shocked at how clam I was. My heart started beating pretty fast initially, but I had this weird, "So... this is when I get my DUI" moment of acceptance. I had possibly the nicest cop ever, and he never even once asked me if I had been drinking. It was a little bizarre. I got my warning about replacing my headlight and continued the quarter mile home.
I didn't get around to fixing it over the weekend and due to Megan's car getting totaled I had to drive us all to the show last night. Because of the free drinks I had so eagerly partaken in, I decided to let Chris drive us home. We pull into the driveway and notice a car stop in front of the house. Of course its a cop. They flash their lights after we get out of the car and proceed to tell us why they "pulled us over." I'm glad the Gilbert police are so vigilant against cars being driven with only one headlight. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Went to the Armadillo Grill on Sunday for Kyle's "baby shower." It was a surprising decent time for hanging out with Kyle, 2 other people I never really talked to before and Cara's family who kept to themselves. I'm never all that social especially in situations where people know each other and I feel like an outsider, but I enjoyed myself. Maybe there's hope for me yet.
Maybe not... At the show last night there was a fairly cute girl who was sitting at a table across the bar and may or may not have been looking at me. Of course I'm a complete pussy and was unable to go talk to her. I don't know what I'm afraid of in those situations. Well that's not true, I know exactly what I'm afraid of. I just don't know why it scares me so damn much. I really shouldn't care so much and have it affect me so, but I do, and it does.
The most stressful week of the year is over and I finally feel like I can breathe again. However, now that I'm no stressed out working and focusing on that so much, I've been having a lot more time to think about me. And that's never a good thing with me. I think I'm going to try to schedule an appointment to see one of the ASU staff counselors tomorrow. I'm nervous, but I think it'll be a good thing. I hope it will be anyway.
I didn't get around to fixing it over the weekend and due to Megan's car getting totaled I had to drive us all to the show last night. Because of the free drinks I had so eagerly partaken in, I decided to let Chris drive us home. We pull into the driveway and notice a car stop in front of the house. Of course its a cop. They flash their lights after we get out of the car and proceed to tell us why they "pulled us over." I'm glad the Gilbert police are so vigilant against cars being driven with only one headlight. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Went to the Armadillo Grill on Sunday for Kyle's "baby shower." It was a surprising decent time for hanging out with Kyle, 2 other people I never really talked to before and Cara's family who kept to themselves. I'm never all that social especially in situations where people know each other and I feel like an outsider, but I enjoyed myself. Maybe there's hope for me yet.
Maybe not... At the show last night there was a fairly cute girl who was sitting at a table across the bar and may or may not have been looking at me. Of course I'm a complete pussy and was unable to go talk to her. I don't know what I'm afraid of in those situations. Well that's not true, I know exactly what I'm afraid of. I just don't know why it scares me so damn much. I really shouldn't care so much and have it affect me so, but I do, and it does.
The most stressful week of the year is over and I finally feel like I can breathe again. However, now that I'm no stressed out working and focusing on that so much, I've been having a lot more time to think about me. And that's never a good thing with me. I think I'm going to try to schedule an appointment to see one of the ASU staff counselors tomorrow. I'm nervous, but I think it'll be a good thing. I hope it will be anyway.