17 going on 25
so i went out last night with erin and we ended up in hb `cause we were in the mood for a real-ish pub and we had just tried two in newport that turned out to be completely stupid. it was my first time going out there since i left, and it made me a little sad. i love my funny little town. it was so nice to be back at gallagher's with the yummy snakebites and all the immigrants and the dirty bathroom that you get to by walking through the kitchen. and the sugar shack, and the closet, and electric chair, and hss, and dog beach, and the pier, and all the people from fontana during the summer that cruise main street in their raised trucks, and friends' houses within walking distance, and friendly neighbors, and bike rides, and sunsets, and an albertsons where i actually know where to find everything. and the ocean. and the ocean. ::sigh:: i digress. so anyways, it was really nice and comfy to be back, and i really know now that i've got to get out of this shitty city.
so anyways, i gave out my phone number last night for the first time in, oh, i don't know, 7 1/2 years. i was always so used to going out and just ignoring guys and hanging out with my friends. i was occupied with one person for the entire time i was in college. so i haven't really gone out and met guys since high school. this is such a weird situation. at 25, i have the skills of a 17 year-old. i am awesome.
i wish there were still shows to go to to meet cute guys in suits.
i wish i was gay. but then i guess it would be the same old shit but with dumb broads instead.
p.s. why do guys always have to play the phone game? if you like me, just fucking phone me. if not, don't. easy.
so anyways, i gave out my phone number last night for the first time in, oh, i don't know, 7 1/2 years. i was always so used to going out and just ignoring guys and hanging out with my friends. i was occupied with one person for the entire time i was in college. so i haven't really gone out and met guys since high school. this is such a weird situation. at 25, i have the skills of a 17 year-old. i am awesome.
i wish there were still shows to go to to meet cute guys in suits.
i wish i was gay. but then i guess it would be the same old shit but with dumb broads instead.
p.s. why do guys always have to play the phone game? if you like me, just fucking phone me. if not, don't. easy.