three weekends in a row: parties in each one. i love having my car back!
if anyone knows anything about my personal problems, i lost my car back on november thirteenth (consequently, friday the thirteenth) and i didn't get it back until just recently. and ever since my pt cruiser, diego, returned into my life, i've been having quite a fun time.
i've also attempted to reconnect myself to the life of romance. of course, it's going to be very difficult; we all know me. however, no matter how hard i'm fighting having a thing for kenny, my twenty-one year old casanova, it's not working. and i can't stand not seeing him every weekend, because that's the only time i really get to. but, i have another long lost lover in my life again: chelsea. and again, another hard to fight feeling is coming up. i really, really still want to be the person that she needs. but, she's still strung up on pedro. stupid guys.
the first girl i ever had a crush on was an extremely butch girl, jay. and i really miss her like whoa! however, i learned to lean away from the extremely manly lesbians and go for extremely gorgeous bisexuals. it makes me happy to have such a hott girl to call my own...though not technically mine.
anyways, back on the topic of discussion: parties!
i have been partying my ass off lately. and i love it. i hate having to get up early though. for instance: friday. i just got out of school, come to apex, and find that there is a huge party going down in fuquay. drove out to fuquay at ten. got home at three. went to sleep at three thirty. woke up at seven thirty. and repeated. i went to a concert last night, saturday, and then back up to raleigh to visit my long lost best friend, alex. then i came home and went to sleep. first time i've been able to sleep in after a super late night in a while. i enjoy this lifestyle.
now i can't wait until i go to university. if i get into the university of arizona, i will be at a party school. if i get into uncw, i will still be at a party school. i am one lucky bitch.
let's all just hope that things begin to turn good.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
car equals freedom. freedom equals fun.
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