holy faack..the last 24 hours were enough to make my head spin. here is the recap.
met this girl kaytee (dont know if she actually spells it like that but i'm going from a bio on a live journal here..lie with me). she was staying jameson over at his crib so i hung out with them for the day and later went out to this party at krissy's. everything would have been great except somehow jam-ee-son forgot to tell us as she was downing the vodka she was already hung over, on no sleep and on some meds. so this girl is just fucked before we even leave the house. she seems ok until at the party she starts getting dizzy and such so we walk her back to the car..more like drag her lifeless body to the car. shes ok for a few moments until she starts to get really sick again so we pull over into a white castle. she pukes and such..we eat fries. a few times i peek into the bathroom to check on her finding her on the floor with her pants and undies conveiently down around her ankles in a very uncomfortable for me situation. i hardly know the girl and i want to help her but i dont want to make her feel worse by dressing her either. she crept out of the door and one point where he pants open in front of the whole resteraunt which was totally bad. the manager threats to call the cops, we get in the car, she pukes all over the poor rolf mobile. oh man.
it gets a little more intresting as we get lost going back to my place.
worked for 12 hours today and i am exhausted. that sucked so bad.
heard from the fat man. i dont think i have mentioned the fat man before. fat bastard as i call him is basically this guy that is like in love with me but not really. he just wants to possess me like some kinda cracker jack prize i think. i really dont like him, i know he doesnt like me like that. my freinds started calling him the fat man. since he stalks me online and looks up my ip# and emails me the links of where i have been later on, i can only assume he read this. fuck you fat man.
all he wanted was to yell for a few mins. like i give a fuck.
my head is spinning.
hehe this symbol is kaytee
. man i need to sleep more.
what else went on of intrest. my dear freind seanie has returned to us from roadieland. its about time he got off the revis/pearl jam/evanesance deal. i was hppy to hear hes back home.
so many b-day parties this week. i will have to report back later.
wasnt at the big part. which was a good thing i guess. i would have been so lost in her eyes that i would have forgotten to help kaytee out of the pile of her own puke.
oh well.
sometimes i think that i really am in love with which scares the shit out of me. she will always be my freind and all but she would flip out. expecially since she loves her boyfreind.
well i need to go to bed. too many people are iming me.
called today...meow...that boy is so sex on a stick
met this girl kaytee (dont know if she actually spells it like that but i'm going from a bio on a live journal here..lie with me). she was staying jameson over at his crib so i hung out with them for the day and later went out to this party at krissy's. everything would have been great except somehow jam-ee-son forgot to tell us as she was downing the vodka she was already hung over, on no sleep and on some meds. so this girl is just fucked before we even leave the house. she seems ok until at the party she starts getting dizzy and such so we walk her back to the car..more like drag her lifeless body to the car. shes ok for a few moments until she starts to get really sick again so we pull over into a white castle. she pukes and such..we eat fries. a few times i peek into the bathroom to check on her finding her on the floor with her pants and undies conveiently down around her ankles in a very uncomfortable for me situation. i hardly know the girl and i want to help her but i dont want to make her feel worse by dressing her either. she crept out of the door and one point where he pants open in front of the whole resteraunt which was totally bad. the manager threats to call the cops, we get in the car, she pukes all over the poor rolf mobile. oh man.
it gets a little more intresting as we get lost going back to my place.
worked for 12 hours today and i am exhausted. that sucked so bad.
heard from the fat man. i dont think i have mentioned the fat man before. fat bastard as i call him is basically this guy that is like in love with me but not really. he just wants to possess me like some kinda cracker jack prize i think. i really dont like him, i know he doesnt like me like that. my freinds started calling him the fat man. since he stalks me online and looks up my ip# and emails me the links of where i have been later on, i can only assume he read this. fuck you fat man.
all he wanted was to yell for a few mins. like i give a fuck.
my head is spinning.
hehe this symbol is kaytee
. man i need to sleep more.
what else went on of intrest. my dear freind seanie has returned to us from roadieland. its about time he got off the revis/pearl jam/evanesance deal. i was hppy to hear hes back home.
so many b-day parties this week. i will have to report back later.
wasnt at the big part. which was a good thing i guess. i would have been so lost in her eyes that i would have forgotten to help kaytee out of the pile of her own puke.
oh well.
sometimes i think that i really am in love with
which scares the shit out of me. she will always be my freind and all but she would flip out. expecially since she loves her boyfreind.
well i need to go to bed. too many people are iming me.
called today...meow...that boy is so sex on a stick
darkskyy1:
too much to read! hope all is well, much love from the golden state, text me latah if ya want!