to the light!
oy, very tired. it's been a long day and i'm still awake, i laughed, she cried, things happen.
highlight of the day: hearing about the patch saying, "cheer up emo kid" and the t-shirt saying, "NorCal Hella Sucks"things started off badly and i guess you could say it was my fault even though technically it wasn't anybody's, i just accept responsiblity for being bitchy about it and making it seem much worse. it was half a series of random unrelated events and secondly human error on several of our parts. whatever, it happened, i won't go into specifics so all parties involved just forgot about it.
i got to the gym an hour and a half lately and i kept boo-boo waiting the whole time. me just being irritable made things bad but it just scratched at the surface for a while and yeah, things happened, i don't really know what to say about it, i just wish she would tell me what bothers her instead of just keeping it all in and saying that it's nothing. i guess we talked it out and everything's ok for now but i think things like psychological problems don't just go away that quickly, i of all people should know about personality disorders. i guess it didn't help that i couldn't really feel her pain because i was too hung up on being irritable and looking forward to hanging out with my friends and smoking hookah tonight.i might have been able to understand if she voiced what she was feeling to me but i guess she just didn't want to. makes me feel like either she doesn't trust me enough to tell me or that i'm part of the problem, it may be both and that scares the hell out of me.she went off to do her own things and i went off to do mine. i hope it cheered her up, maybe we need a break from eachother, well, we had a one-night break just hanging out with other people tonight. i went to smoke hookah with jean and alena and i guess it was fun, it wasn't that great tonight but it was fun just to hang out with them. we just talked, smoked, and ate all the pita bread they gave us for an hour and alena had to leave and then there were two. we walked around then had dinner, like always, shit-shooting throughout. the conversation then switched to pool and we both wanted to go shoot but our normal place to shoot was closed so we were forced to look around for places. we tried D&B and turns out you have to be 21 or over to go there so we went to fox sports grill but the line to get in was hella long so we just gave up and went across town because jean supposedly knew of a place but we couldn't find it, if worse came to worst we'd go over to cha for tea and just play chess. we drove around for a while until i saw a triangular sign that had a cue looking light from far away, now since we are both nearly blind without our glasses we just drove over there and found that the triangular sign was just that, and the words inside the triangle were words and not billiard balls, and the design lights weren't what i thought to be a pool cue, but it was a sports grill so it was worth a shot. i got out of the car and told jean to make a few rounds while i went inside. the dude at the counter asked how i was and all that stuff and i proceeded to ask if they had pool tables and in mid-sentence i hear the clacking of billiard balls and by the end of my question i see the tables to my right in the next room. dude says yep but we have to be 21, damn. well, worse is now at worst and sadly we knew this would happen because that's what always happens to people around here.
we played chess for an hour and although riveting as it was, i kept eyeing the connect four set they had. remember that game? that game was badass, i wish i still had my travel size connect four. so we start playing and after i lose a few times, we start to make wagers, but with bets such as our confidence, self-esteem, dignity, etc. i'm up several times, we end up even several times and towards the end i keep winning. overall i won way more than lost and i ended up with jean's confidence, self-esteem, dignity, hope, ambition, and inner child. i own it all now. i'mma have something notarized saying i legally own it or something along those lines. we exchanged ghost stories and scared the wussy shit out of eachother and then i went home and i'm here typing now, worrying about boo-boo.
highlight of the day: hearing about the patch saying, "cheer up emo kid" and the t-shirt saying, "NorCal Hella Sucks"things started off badly and i guess you could say it was my fault even though technically it wasn't anybody's, i just accept responsiblity for being bitchy about it and making it seem much worse. it was half a series of random unrelated events and secondly human error on several of our parts. whatever, it happened, i won't go into specifics so all parties involved just forgot about it.
i got to the gym an hour and a half lately and i kept boo-boo waiting the whole time. me just being irritable made things bad but it just scratched at the surface for a while and yeah, things happened, i don't really know what to say about it, i just wish she would tell me what bothers her instead of just keeping it all in and saying that it's nothing. i guess we talked it out and everything's ok for now but i think things like psychological problems don't just go away that quickly, i of all people should know about personality disorders. i guess it didn't help that i couldn't really feel her pain because i was too hung up on being irritable and looking forward to hanging out with my friends and smoking hookah tonight.i might have been able to understand if she voiced what she was feeling to me but i guess she just didn't want to. makes me feel like either she doesn't trust me enough to tell me or that i'm part of the problem, it may be both and that scares the hell out of me.she went off to do her own things and i went off to do mine. i hope it cheered her up, maybe we need a break from eachother, well, we had a one-night break just hanging out with other people tonight. i went to smoke hookah with jean and alena and i guess it was fun, it wasn't that great tonight but it was fun just to hang out with them. we just talked, smoked, and ate all the pita bread they gave us for an hour and alena had to leave and then there were two. we walked around then had dinner, like always, shit-shooting throughout. the conversation then switched to pool and we both wanted to go shoot but our normal place to shoot was closed so we were forced to look around for places. we tried D&B and turns out you have to be 21 or over to go there so we went to fox sports grill but the line to get in was hella long so we just gave up and went across town because jean supposedly knew of a place but we couldn't find it, if worse came to worst we'd go over to cha for tea and just play chess. we drove around for a while until i saw a triangular sign that had a cue looking light from far away, now since we are both nearly blind without our glasses we just drove over there and found that the triangular sign was just that, and the words inside the triangle were words and not billiard balls, and the design lights weren't what i thought to be a pool cue, but it was a sports grill so it was worth a shot. i got out of the car and told jean to make a few rounds while i went inside. the dude at the counter asked how i was and all that stuff and i proceeded to ask if they had pool tables and in mid-sentence i hear the clacking of billiard balls and by the end of my question i see the tables to my right in the next room. dude says yep but we have to be 21, damn. well, worse is now at worst and sadly we knew this would happen because that's what always happens to people around here.
we played chess for an hour and although riveting as it was, i kept eyeing the connect four set they had. remember that game? that game was badass, i wish i still had my travel size connect four. so we start playing and after i lose a few times, we start to make wagers, but with bets such as our confidence, self-esteem, dignity, etc. i'm up several times, we end up even several times and towards the end i keep winning. overall i won way more than lost and i ended up with jean's confidence, self-esteem, dignity, hope, ambition, and inner child. i own it all now. i'mma have something notarized saying i legally own it or something along those lines. we exchanged ghost stories and scared the wussy shit out of eachother and then i went home and i'm here typing now, worrying about boo-boo.