Yeaaaaah the fucked up, wacked out dreams are back. What the hell? I'm startin to question how messed up my brain is :P
Friday, June 06, 2003
Thursday, June 05, 2003
I know I shouldn't really be laughin but hey I found it kinda funny...yeah so after me and L went to school to do my photocopyin thing done (almost $20!!...but I did yoink some guy's card which still had money on it that he left behind, heehee), got somethin to eat, went to G's for a bit and then we picked up Vick for coffee. OK so it's like past 12, it was kinda still rainy, and we just dropped G home and on the way to my house. I was sayin to L the whole night that somethin funky was up with her car radio, it was makin some up and down sounds with the engine. The 1st time as we were about to leave the car I was like, what the hell was that? L's like, what? The radio did some weirdass sound as she turned off the car but she was just like yeah okaaaay and made me seem like I was crazy. I'm like OK fine, L's cars tend to do messed up things, maybe it was the radio station or whatev. So the drive from G's house, it started doin it again and we figured out the radio was goin freaky whenever she braked or idled so it was actually the battery or somethin. We come up to the intersection down the street from my house, almost home, so close I could see it right in front of us...and we stop at the red and the car starts to stall. It was strugglin strugglin but it was still red and L was inchin, we're like no, come on! Turn green, turn! Just as it did, it died LOL L's like, fuck! Why?? So we got the hazard lights on, we're sittin there waitin for L's dad to come. I'm like, I could just run home and get my dad and boost it or tow it or whatever but L said he was comin. Good thing it was late at night tho cuz there was hardly any traffic or anybody to go around us. Everybody who did drive past us of course just loved to stare and not ask if we needed help. "Yeah look but don't help, thanks, get the fuck outta here..." "We know it's green, we just like to sit here, yeah that's right" LOL But anyway, L's dad came and we pushed the car down the street, everythin was fine. They had it, so L said I could go home as they were gonna boost the car. I was like, you sure? K well if you need anymore roadside assistance, call me, I'm 5 houses away LOL Oh yeah and this was a few hrs before when me and L almost got sideswiped by some idiot who doesn't know how to change lanes. L has some wicked reflexes I tell ya. The guy totally didn't look in his blindspot and woulda hit us if she didn't brake and swerve while still drivin...and she still managed to honk all during this LOL We saw the car up ahead and we were gonna come up on him soon and we're like, ohhh this asshole's gonna get it. She drove up beside him and honked like mad and we both yelled and gave him the finger (road rage-y I know but this dumbass almost took us out) and the 2 guys in the car looked at us like they had no idea what they just did. Shitheads.
Oh yeah, at Timmy's I told them about how I had a missed call # on my phone but not sure who, maybe Nik. So L called it on her cell and call ID-blocked it and it was him, cuz we heard his vmail :P Geeez.
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
Some good stuff to say, that's a first! Well aside from the countdown to crunch time for my monster essay due Tues which I haven't even nearly started, things are lookin alright. I know no one wants to hear about the next ones but here ya have it...that cig burn I got on my finger a couple weeks ago finally started to fade. There's no brown spot anymore, which is good cuz I thought I'd have a scar there for good. And the blisters I got on my baby toes on Sat are goin away too. Those KILLED, lemme tell ya. Before we went out, we hit the mall to get Vick's presents (can you say last min?). They were goin at like 1 (what's this gettin me outta bed before noon bs?) I was like, how many ppl does it take to buy them, do you really need me to go? But of course they ended up draggin me anyway and I was feelin all bummy so I wore these baggyass skater pants and a T and just slipped on old runners with no socks on :P I was almost gonna go in flip flops. I dunno if it was cuz I wasn't wearin socks or cuz my old Nikes just didn't fit no more but I was HURTIN after a couple hrs. So we're walkin around the whole friggin mall lookin for somethin else to buy Vick and my toes are in wicked pain. Of course while we're there, L and G were lookin to get their makeup done like 5 hrs before we actually go out that night, so that was more waitin around. Yeah so I go home and I got some huge blisters on both baby toes. Ouchies. Then I went out and wore bitch boots LOL
My dreams! I'm not havin those freaky-deaky weirdass dreams anymore, yay! Do you know how peaceful it is to actually not go thru those at night and deal with them in the morning (afternoon, whatever)? But I did have this 1 technically bad dream cuz it was so mean! I dreamt I found $90 and I was so hyped. I was like, yeaaah! This solves a buncha probs! Money, woooo! Then of course I wake up and realize it didn't really happen and I was aw dammit, what a tease! It was so real! I was talkin to G about it the other day and she was sayin how she dreamt that her mom offered to pay all her tuition and she was all, wooo! too and then woke up :P But THEN, freaky thing is with this kinda ESP thing of mine...the next day, outta nowhere I get a tax cheque in the mail. I thought I was seein things cuz I haven't gotten those in a very long time. I thought I was supposed to get 1 regularily but then I stopped gettin them for some reason and I guess I never asked the rents about it *shrug* Figured it was cuz I don't work and all. I was like, wait, that IS my name on it, what the? I looked at it and it said $106.50...I'm like double checkin if it really is a cheque. That DOES say my name right? and it DOES say it's a hundred somethin bucks TO me right? Haha, score!!! I haven't done shit but yo I'll take it! Got me some moneys! Ah, it couldn't have come at a better time :)
A bit more kinda good news...I just now realized how to see your grades online instead waitin for the slowass school to mail them to you. But I figured I wasn't in no rush to see them cuz it's not like I worked my ass off this yr and I wasn't expectin very high marks :P But I was wonderin if I at least still made the honours program by keepin up my average. So I went to check them today and I see B's and C's...not too bad. The shittiest, most hated classes I got C's in so that was a good thing. And I was hopin just a little that I'd somehow get an A in my realism class cuz I kicked ass in most of my assignments. The thing was, my essay that I thought I did pretty good with, I got the not as good mark, my exam I thought I bombed, I did alright. But all in all, I ended up with a B+, which is just under an A. I won't get into how messed up my school's gradin system is, havin no minuses and everythin. So I'm kinda smilin on the inside today :) I was thinkin not to look at my grades in case I totally flopped and it'd go and ruin my day. But now I think I should go to school...and photocopy all that fuckin reading material to start my essay, argh.
Monday, June 02, 2003
Damn, where do I start about Sat?? We went to G's house to drink the stuff we got at the liquor store and do our makeup and shit. Me and L shared Mach 7 ("yeah we got some Mach 3s"...."oh you got some razors to drink did you?" LOL) Lame G didn't even have any ice and the stuff wasn't all that cold from the fridge but it was pretty good. Nobody else really liked it so hey I'll take them all! Saw Chris next door on the way in and we talked...outside in the rain :P
We picked up Vick and went to Casey's. Both L and G couldn't finish even half their Mudslides so of course they made me drink them. After dinner we bounced downtown and decided on G Spot (ladies free before 11, yeah!) It was kinda early but we figured we'd just chill til it started gettin busier. Even tho the speakers kept poppin, goin in and out on 1 side of the floor. They totally cut out durin a song and everybody was like, awww!
So we were on the floor dancin, some dude came over to me and said, "Shake whatcha mama gave ya!" and slapped my ass. I'm like, whoa ok! and kept dancin and then he left to go in the middle. I was like what the hell was that? LOL They were like, what'd he say? I told them and that I got my ass spanked again LOL That's like 5 times now...intentionally :P
There was also this dancin guy...for real, I dunno WHAT was up with him. We think he was like mentally not all there or was on drugs. He was like well into his 30s, glasses, geekass clothes, totally didn't look like he belonged...and he was dancin (for lack of a better word) like a psycho. Actually I'm not sure exactly what he was doin...pointin to the sky, doin punches in the air, doin some madass Roger Rabbit-type biz...all by himself! OMG, everybody was lookin at him and no one wanted to be near him LOL Half the time, Vick was just standin there watchin him, he was so weird LOL And somehow, everytime he'd end up near our group and we'd be like oh god, he's back again and he's right beside us, move move! I think he was tryin to get with G a couple times, and she was freakin out LOL L was totally mockin him, dancin like him and doin hand claps and he comes up right beside her LOL and I'm like, he's right fuckin there! She's like oh shit. I think he was drawn to her, like he'd found his mate LOL!!
So we were just chillin, takin a break from the floor and we're sittin on a couch in the back near the bar. Some guy with his friend comes up to me and starts small talk and stuff about how we're not drinkin anythin. I'm like, you gonna buy me a drink? (Hey I'll chat it up if I get drinks, sure LOL) He'll buy.
At this point, I'm still just playin around..."What're you havin, beer?"
"Yeah beer"
"Ah I don't drink beer"
"Smirnoff Ice then?...everybody want Smirnoff Ice?"
"Umm yeah OK sure"
He leaves to go to the bar. I turn to the girls and I'm like, losers why didn't you answer when he asked what drinks? I still didn't believe he was gonna do it til he came back with all these bottles. I'm like yeah fuckin right! Vick wasn't really drinkin (cuz of her bf, don't ask me why, even on her BDAY!) and G wasn't cuz I guess she was the driver but I'm sure she woulda been OK with just 1 after a few hrs (there's no chancin it with her..."Do you wanna DIE??" LOL) so G wasn't havin hers so it was gonna be mine but the guy's friend asked if he could have it and I said sure. S'okay, I ended up drinkin almost all of Vick's anyway LOL So basically we ended up meetin and chattin up almost all his friends during the night like individually. They left for a sec at 1 point and I'm like, yo I just got y'all free drinks, booyah! Who's the woman! LOL
So it was all gettin to know you talk. So the dude's name is Nik (L asked me later on and I'm like shit, I don't remember! LOL) He's Russian (hence the accent, derrr), has 2 jobs doin software stuff and as a talent scout or somethin (I'm like, yeah so you're pretty rich huh? He says no not really but at this point anythin he says is basically half drunk talk), has a friend that looks like Tom Cruise (he really does! I woulda went for him but the whole friend thing, he mentioned a gf even tho Nik said he was single, very single...there's that drunk talk I was talkin bout). Oh and he's...30!! We were in the what do you do, where do you go to school, how old are you convo and I'm like holy crap, it's the Steve thing all over LOL He goes on about how much he likes me and how he wants to get to know me better and wants to take me out to dinner and all that. I'm just like, yeah don't you think I'm kinda young for you? He's like, what, I'm too old? I'm all, that's not what I said! :P I'm sorry, but 30 for me is pushin it...not gonna happen. Which is weird cuz the group of ppl/new friends he was with all go to my school's affiliate college and I really doubt they're anywhere near 30. Hmm.
Well we left them to go dance in the hip hop room for a bit. I was like aw crap, don't tell me I'm gonna hafta dance with him all night for this. But I said they could follow us if they wanted to come dance. Guess we lost them cuz they didn't :P Yeah so me and L were pretty much buzzed out, gettin stupid crazy out there when I feel hands on me from behind. Of course it's another guy. I see 1 come up behind L and I'm like, look out you got 1 too. Then another 1 comes up on G and I'm like, shit look out now YOU got 1 too! LOL They were all comin outta the fuckin woodwork. Next thing I know it's like 1 big frickin orgy up in there. Naturally G is spazzin and goin, no thank you, no thank you! LOL while a normal person would take their hands off away or just tell them to screw off :P Guess it got too much of her cuz all of a sudden she just screamed! LOL THAT was fuckin hilarious. And lemme tell ya somethin else...it could really backfire in your face 1 way but fakin the lesbian thing really works on gettin guys to back up LOL Me and L were doin the 'she's with me' and 'oh scuse me, we're dancin' routine and that got them to step off every time ;)
We came back to where the guys were and Nik was like, I was lookin for you. I said, oh we said we were gonna go dance, why didn't you come? :P But we left again anyways to go to the main room...where we were promptly asked to dance by a couple of guys about as tall as me. I'm like, sure go ahead, dance...dance for me! LOL
K so apparently while I was preoccupied by Nik and friends, L and G were schemin somethin over at their end of the couch. They asked us for a pen and I'm like for what, but they didn't answer me. Turns out L was gettin G to give her # to some guy in the group that caught her eye but none of us had met. For G, this is BIG progress. They had gone to the bartender and got 1 and after we all knew about the lil plan, now it was the big moment for her to give it to him. What a chicken shit. I wish I could say G was kinda licked when she said this to him but she was stone cold sober..."Hi, I think you're cute...you remind me of a famous singer...here's my number!" LOL Ah man, we so made fun of her when she told us how it went in the car later---You're cuuuuute, like that singer...call me, BYE! and then run LOL Pure. Fuckin. Jokes.