fireworks

Apr 16, 2005 13:33

sooo this weekend i needed to come home. i was on the verge of a serious mental breakdown up at school due to lack of sleep and my obnoxious shadow of a roomate. so i made up some big story for my boss at work cause my mom told me to (ever do that and then actually start to believe your story?) and got the weekend off. yesterday i went shopping at h and m and bought some superrrr cute stuff and now i have to go shoe shopping because i didn't find anything i liked there. i'm gunna take a bunch of pictures when i get home... cause i feel like a picture entry but i'm lookin' way too dishevled right now. ok back to my story.... so then i get home from the mall and make myself the most AMAZING salad... salmon with shrimp stuffing over greens with some balsamic vingerette. mm... heaven. then i decided to go out on a little drive. i went to the res and NO ONE was there at firstg... which made me happy cause everytime i've been out there its been some cluster fuck. but as i started going around 1 or 2 or 3 more times all these cars started coming out of the wood work and it made me upset so i turned off some road and just drove. got myself lost... but evenutally i found my way back. then i was just going down to pick up a drink at 7/11... and i saw FIREWORKS!!!! yayyyyy. i decided to be real creepy and i pulled off to the side of the road and watched them and smoked a bogey and listened to my favorite song. it was exactly what i needed :)

then i came home and tried to watch harold and kumar but i failed miserably.
oh welll i'll try again tonight after the sunset ride.

ohhhhhh my god. i also had this amazing dream and nate and i kissed. i nearly wanted to die. i can't be doing stuff like that i'm going to get myself in trouble. it seems like he always has to reiterate the fact that he loves his girlfriend sooo much and would never think about cheating on her and what not. yes, i know, we know, etc. drop it. thats one of the main reasons i didn't meet them at cojones that night. i knewwww i would have gotten myself in trouble. tequila = black outs = trouble. after a pitcher of margaritas and a shot or two it was time for me to go home.

alright guys peace out.
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