what a weekend. that's all i'm going to say. it would've been even longer had i actually gone out last night. but i chose to stay in and watch shitty movies.
i truly shouldn't complain though: i spent enough money drinking away the awkward that was my friends bands cd release party.
i hate seeing people from high school. i hate being around them because they're all still the same. they all still hang out and do the same things; i mean they've grown up some but they still do the same things. i assume, anyways.
i don't know what i did to those people but it's like there's an inside joke that i missed. they're all still friends, what happened to me?
i digress.
it wasn't even my high school friends that made my night, although i will admit that i really enjoyed catching up with them, even if it did take several vodka waters for me to feel like it was truly alright. like i said, i fucking hate going to these things.
the people that made my night went to junior high with me. well, more specifically just one person i went to junior high with. we've been running into each other with more frequency than we had in the three years we went to high school and a few years after. the last couple months i've seen him more and more often. it makes me have butterflies. i'm such a sap.
but i madeout with him because it was the right thing to do. he asked me if he could kiss me, and by god, it was like the haze in my head was cleared and i felt like there was nothing better in the world. it was amazing, in so few words.
his gum tasted amazing.
but i went on here to avoid doing homework. and i think i was successful. i don't want to write up an experiment analysis. i'm already bored out of my skull... stupid school.
at least i have the memory of the taste of the gum in my head. spearmint never tasted so sweet.

i've gone bat shit crazy. officially.

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what a weekend. that's all i'm going to say. it would've been even longer had i actually gone out last night. but i chose to stay in and watch shitty movies.
i truly shouldn't complain though: i spent enough money drinking away the awkward that was my friends bands cd release party.
i hate seeing people from high school. i hate being around them because they're all still the same. they all still hang out and do the same things; i mean they've grown up some but they still do the same things. i assume, anyways.
i don't know what i did to those people but it's like there's an inside joke that i missed. they're all still friends, what happened to me?
i digress.
it wasn't even my high school friends that made my night, although i will admit that i really enjoyed catching up with them, even if it did take several vodka waters for me to feel like it was truly alright. like i said, i fucking hate going to these things.
the people that made my night went to junior high with me. well, more specifically just one person i went to junior high with. we've been running into each other with more frequency than we had in the three years we went to high school and a few years after. the last couple months i've seen him more and more often. it makes me have butterflies. i'm such a sap.
but i madeout with him because it was the right thing to do. he asked me if he could kiss me, and by god, it was like the haze in my head was cleared and i felt like there was nothing better in the world. it was amazing, in so few words.
his gum tasted amazing.
but i went on here to avoid doing homework. and i think i was successful. i don't want to write up an experiment analysis. i'm already bored out of my skull... stupid school.
at least i have the memory of the taste of the gum in my head. spearmint never tasted so sweet.

i've gone bat shit crazy. officially.