#104
last night was definitely an interesting one.
bob, meghan, austin, carrie, and i went to the bar. i paid for exactly one drink. austin kept buying then this married guy bought me one then the fun starts. a scranton school bus pulls up, lets people off. of course it'd be the class of '03 dunmore kiddies out for a 21st. mike pasq comes over to me and goes "holy shit, get up here and give me a hug! i haven't seen you since we partied at esu." he bought me two shots. bad idea. christian [i forget his last name] kept hitting on me and didn't believe that i, too, went to dunmore. it was so odd / weird / random.
the boy's been acting weird for the past few days with the beginning of last night being no exception. after about an hour and a half i pulled him aside to see what was up and got "i'll explain later." turns out, he had a breakdown-type thing on tuesday night. his doctor switched him from zoloft to lexapro two weeks ago and the lexapro hasn't kicked in yet. he kept telling me he wishes he was dead and crap like that.
while all of this was going on, jeff was texting me. thirty-one text messages later i get "i'll just say it, i'm in love with you" from him. i grab meghan and drag her into the bathroom to show her. i didn't know what to say and was thinking of just not responding but i said "thanks". aha, who the hell says that?
we left heil's and head back to meg's because her new boy was coming over and she wanted me to meet him. of course bob and i get lost on the way there. jeff calls and invites us to an after party at his house. i declined. meghan's boy shows up, we all hung out for a bit before going to bed. i woke up at 1130 [i thought it was 1030; the clock hadn't been set] and attempted to get out of bed to go increase my chances of lung cancer. all i feel are arms wrapped around my waist and the boy pulling me back into bed. it was adorable.
the little brother and i went out to dinner. i adore him. now i'm off to watch forensic files, grab a shower, and get ready. i swear my liver is just going to disintegrate one of these days.
bob, meghan, austin, carrie, and i went to the bar. i paid for exactly one drink. austin kept buying then this married guy bought me one then the fun starts. a scranton school bus pulls up, lets people off. of course it'd be the class of '03 dunmore kiddies out for a 21st. mike pasq comes over to me and goes "holy shit, get up here and give me a hug! i haven't seen you since we partied at esu." he bought me two shots. bad idea. christian [i forget his last name] kept hitting on me and didn't believe that i, too, went to dunmore. it was so odd / weird / random.
the boy's been acting weird for the past few days with the beginning of last night being no exception. after about an hour and a half i pulled him aside to see what was up and got "i'll explain later." turns out, he had a breakdown-type thing on tuesday night. his doctor switched him from zoloft to lexapro two weeks ago and the lexapro hasn't kicked in yet. he kept telling me he wishes he was dead and crap like that.
while all of this was going on, jeff was texting me. thirty-one text messages later i get "i'll just say it, i'm in love with you" from him. i grab meghan and drag her into the bathroom to show her. i didn't know what to say and was thinking of just not responding but i said "thanks". aha, who the hell says that?
we left heil's and head back to meg's because her new boy was coming over and she wanted me to meet him. of course bob and i get lost on the way there. jeff calls and invites us to an after party at his house. i declined. meghan's boy shows up, we all hung out for a bit before going to bed. i woke up at 1130 [i thought it was 1030; the clock hadn't been set] and attempted to get out of bed to go increase my chances of lung cancer. all i feel are arms wrapped around my waist and the boy pulling me back into bed. it was adorable.
the little brother and i went out to dinner. i adore him. now i'm off to watch forensic files, grab a shower, and get ready. i swear my liver is just going to disintegrate one of these days.