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pomp and circumstance
good afternoon everyone! i was looking through my recent entries and noticed that i have left quite a bit of my life out - i will attempt to fill in the highlights of the past couple weeks since i have nothing better to do with my time besides get drunk, and i think it might be a little too early for that (self-restraint, whoa, where did that come from?!).
to finish up emerald eve...
so we have just discussed the infamous conversation with brian (before i was interrupted with incestual lesbianism). so back to the story. i plan my escape and run upstairs to see one of the funniest spectacles of my entire life. we should have known better than to let the dj play private dancer. ah, my dearly beloved ex-roommate kristin is 6 sheets to the wind (if not more) and decides that she and mixer are the entertainment for the evening. after eating shit into the mesh above the second level (for some reason, she thought it was solid), kristin started floundering around like a baby bird that has fallen out of a nest. she had to be rescued by one of the sailors who untangles her from all the rope and helps her step down to a bench. kristin thinks that this has become her stage and is unphased by the previous fall. but oh no, that is not a safe place for kristin (thank goodness the sailor recognized that), so he led her down to the regular walking area. still unphased, kristin's like "heeeey!" and begins to dance scandalously with mixer. goodness knows kristin has bisexualism on her mind already as she had propositioned steph and had tried to kiss me earlier in the evening, so the dance turns into soft-core lesbian porn with kristin grinding on top of mixer making out on the bench while about 100 people watched. it was absolutely amazing.
eventually, the evening came to a close and it was back to the bus! however, jessica's car was there and i wanted to drink more...so jess, her man-friend, brian and i all scampered off to mustang sally...which posed a bit of a problem since it was a stick shift. though brian and jessica's bf both know how to drive stick, jessica decided to let brian drive and pissed her bf off royally. oh well. as we're driving up the 110N, it becomes evident that we need to get some gas, so we pull off the freeway into one of the most ghetto areas i have ever seen. we're driving down the street and see two groups walking toward each other in the street - it was going to be a gang fight! i would have loved to watch in my inebriated state, but brian used his head and flipped a bitch. so, 7-11. we get everything we need to keep the night hoppin - cornnuts, gummy worms and of course a twelver of miller lite (my latest love, sorry ultra). while we're paying, the store begins to rattle with the sound of a killer sound system. a young male latino with bruises swelling on his face (maybe from the previously witnessed fight?) comes in and i decide that i want to make friends. so i compliment him on his system, to which he replies, "you know how we do. have to let the pigs know our beats." fabulous! i wanted to take him with us, but i was outvoted.
eventually, we get back to kd safe and sound, brian and i begin to get romantically involved, then andree shows up. so i ditch brian, who proceeds to freak out on me, yadda yadda. whateva. got mcdonalds which i do not eat because im discussing one lame thing or another. night starts to come in flashes, then i wake up next morning to go to my sister's ncl function. painful. family events when hung over are not a good thing.
so that's emerald eve, i still have to talk about tuesday, saved, thursday and graduation. shoot, i dont think ill ever catch up. maybe ill come back to it later.
until then my loves, enjoy the june gloom!
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