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Note (Please read before continuing): I just returned from walking around the neighborhood with Jeffrey while spending a little quality time with good old Jose, he and I had a really nice conversation and he made me feel really good. Please excuse any typos:
My weekend has been quite exciting. I've been spending a lot of time in Ashe county with my good friends Steve, my "Sugar Daddy" Rick, and Jason. I auditioned for Steve's metal band as a vocalist a little over a week ago and he said I've pretty much made it. So I've been telling my mom that I've been staying with Travis when really I've been staying at Steve's apartment with him and his roommate Rick (my sugar daddy). The night of my audition Steve bought me some Smirnoff as a reward for doing so well at the audition. While we were at it we picked up some good old everclear for my sugar daddy and Jason. Jason is a kid that basically lives with Rick and Steve who is super awesome. Because he was there I didn't feel so young because he's only a month older than I am. Steve is 25 and Rick is 19 or 20 if im not mistaking. Well Jason being the smart kid that he is, decided to try and keep up with Rick whom we like to call "Tank" as well. We don't call good old Rick tank for no reason. Keep in mind that Jason is a light weight like me. He hardly ever drinks. Neways, so Jason and I decided that we were going to be drinking buddies since we were the same age. I was perfectly happy with my bitch beer and Jason had about 4 HUGE shots of Everclear. So we're all drunk as hell and doing stupid shit and me and Jason are sitting down and he says "Hey Kelly?" and I said "Yeah?" and he says, "I feel sick.." So I helped him up and guided him to the bathroom, sure enough about 30 seconds later he starts barfing his guts out. I spent 3 and a half hours in the bathroom taking care of the poor kid. Making him chug water, holding a cold towel to his forehead, keeping his hair out of his face, and wiping the hurl off of his chin. Haha! I felt so bad for him because I remember when I was doing the same thing. It was actually a lot of fun though. I just got back from Ashe tonight and I didn't want to come home. That's a whole different sack of potatos that I don't really feel like typing at the moment because I'm drunk, tired and I'm lazy. Jason, Rick, Steve and I just talked about a lot of shit that got me thinking when I got home earlier and I got a little depressed so I decided to bond with a little Jose. Just religion, family issues and relationship problems that we've had and some of us still have. I'll go into detail tomorrow, because if I go into detail now I might write something that I don't really want you peopl to know. Plus if I start thinking about it too much when I've been drinking things could get REALLY ugly. Yes indeed, Jose has made me feel better tonight, and now I must go speak with him again because I miss him. So I will write about my weekend tomorrow.
Sad, drunk, and poorly..sleeping really late.
Sad, drunk, and poorly..not feeling so great
Wandering lost in a town full of frowns.
Sad, drunk, and poorly. Dogs digging up the ground.
And I feel the light, in the night and in the day.
And I feel the light, When the sky’s just mud and grey.
And I feel the light, When you tell me it’s ok..
Cos you’re so great, and I love you..
My weekend has been quite exciting. I've been spending a lot of time in Ashe county with my good friends Steve, my "Sugar Daddy" Rick, and Jason. I auditioned for Steve's metal band as a vocalist a little over a week ago and he said I've pretty much made it. So I've been telling my mom that I've been staying with Travis when really I've been staying at Steve's apartment with him and his roommate Rick (my sugar daddy). The night of my audition Steve bought me some Smirnoff as a reward for doing so well at the audition. While we were at it we picked up some good old everclear for my sugar daddy and Jason. Jason is a kid that basically lives with Rick and Steve who is super awesome. Because he was there I didn't feel so young because he's only a month older than I am. Steve is 25 and Rick is 19 or 20 if im not mistaking. Well Jason being the smart kid that he is, decided to try and keep up with Rick whom we like to call "Tank" as well. We don't call good old Rick tank for no reason. Keep in mind that Jason is a light weight like me. He hardly ever drinks. Neways, so Jason and I decided that we were going to be drinking buddies since we were the same age. I was perfectly happy with my bitch beer and Jason had about 4 HUGE shots of Everclear. So we're all drunk as hell and doing stupid shit and me and Jason are sitting down and he says "Hey Kelly?" and I said "Yeah?" and he says, "I feel sick.." So I helped him up and guided him to the bathroom, sure enough about 30 seconds later he starts barfing his guts out. I spent 3 and a half hours in the bathroom taking care of the poor kid. Making him chug water, holding a cold towel to his forehead, keeping his hair out of his face, and wiping the hurl off of his chin. Haha! I felt so bad for him because I remember when I was doing the same thing. It was actually a lot of fun though. I just got back from Ashe tonight and I didn't want to come home. That's a whole different sack of potatos that I don't really feel like typing at the moment because I'm drunk, tired and I'm lazy. Jason, Rick, Steve and I just talked about a lot of shit that got me thinking when I got home earlier and I got a little depressed so I decided to bond with a little Jose. Just religion, family issues and relationship problems that we've had and some of us still have. I'll go into detail tomorrow, because if I go into detail now I might write something that I don't really want you peopl to know. Plus if I start thinking about it too much when I've been drinking things could get REALLY ugly. Yes indeed, Jose has made me feel better tonight, and now I must go speak with him again because I miss him. So I will write about my weekend tomorrow.
Sad, drunk, and poorly..sleeping really late.
Sad, drunk, and poorly..not feeling so great
Wandering lost in a town full of frowns.
Sad, drunk, and poorly. Dogs digging up the ground.
And I feel the light, in the night and in the day.
And I feel the light, When the sky’s just mud and grey.
And I feel the light, When you tell me it’s ok..
Cos you’re so great, and I love you..