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[15 Apr 2007|12:52am] |
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We did it. We are officially a couple. I went to his place because I was down the street and I couldn't take not talking to him when I was already in the area. I went to his place and threw little pebbles at his window to get his attention (yes I was that guy in the movies). He came down and laid everything out. We both have things we need to work on but we're doing it together. Things are really hectic right now but next month it will be much better. 2007 is looking like it's really my year to shine.
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| Where You At? |
[11 Apr 2007|10:30am] |
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Wow...it's been a long time since I've written in this thing. Maybe I should post more. A lot has definitely happened since I last wrote in here: graduated college, got my license finally, and had 2 boyfriends. Well I kinda still have one...well he could technically be...let's just say it's a complicated situation. He not out the closet and dealing with that plus him trying figure out what he's gonna do after he graduates is getting the best of him. To add to that his phone's not working so we can't talk yet about what we plan to do for now...which is gonna probably HOPEFULLY be that we press pause until May. With my luck I meet a great guy at a very hectic part of the year. This dude is so awesome, is the boy I've been trying to find for I don't know how long: awesome music taste, isn't an over the top gay, great movie taste, and doesn't let society mold whom he's supposed to be. He's even as dorky as I am. When I'm with him it's such an awesome time I feel so comfortable and warm when he wraps his arms around me. I hope we talk soon, I wanna have a normal brain process again.
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| Polar Bear 2006 |
[06 Feb 2006|11:32am] |
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So I think I flunked the LSAT. Gotta work on my alternative plan. That test was so crappy. However, the rest of the day I was analyzing things left and right that no one else could notice. It was even more of a reason to go to Polar Bear and get drunk-ed. I indulged in some Chinese food (that wasn't so great this time around) and watched last weeks episode of The L Word with Cherylee. The whole fucking episode I kept noticing shit and I'm like "damn, can I write the LSAT and tell them I passed the Lesbian-SAT?" Like Cherylee didn't notice that the beginning of every episode was supposed to be The Chart and apparently neither did a lot of the other viewers according to Afterellen.com. So I got showered and layered and headed over for some Corona goodness. Anthony Carlton came into town for it and the asshole was so drunk by 3PM that he puked all over the seating area next to the TV screen and they kicked him out. We didn't even get a chance to see him. Greg came by and it was too White for him. "I can stand outside and drink at home!" I do admit it is very white but yet it's so entertaining seeing crazy ass white people drinking and freezing their balls off. I actually stayed outside most of the night - which I've never done before - and my toes felt the pressure. All my roomates left me at the bar and luckily Anthony Groce was there to get me a ride back home. I called Carlton the next day to make fun of him and so we can go out somewhere to eat and the fucker was already headed back to Des Planes to see Superbowl. Annie, Beth, Cherylee and I went to Ponderosa because we'd never been there and Krista worked there and feasted on some buffet goodness. It wasn't as bad as I expected but it also wasn't that great either. LOTS of old people. I still would have preferred Great Wall but people be acting like bitches with the Chinese. I need some fat Chinese friends.
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| Fuck Shit Son of A Bitch |
[31 Jan 2006|04:17pm] |
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The LSAT is this weekend. God help me. It sucks that it's the same day as Polar Bear and there is gonna be a shitload of people down here this weekend. I can't even go out Friday night. I'm spending the whole weeke studying for it. I really do hope that I get a good score. If not: I'm screwed. I already have back up plans tho so it's all good.
I'm so damn tired of the gay bar down here. I hate how the gay people here are pigeon holed into liking one type of thing and only catering to that. Down here every praises pop songs and worship drag queens. Can I please go the a damn gay bar where there isn't a drag show and the only songs played are by Britney Spears? Even when there's a special event night it's a drag show to go with it. I like MEN! Why the hell do I wanna see a boy in a dress? And to make it even more frustrating I'm sick of people not liking me for stupid shit. Like this one dude Craig: he's still pissed off about the whole thing where Chris told him I said that he said Chris might be gay. Okay you don't have to like me, but don't go telling people about how you don't like me (which is what he told Gabe). If you don't like me keep my name out your fucking mouth. This dude is supposed to be 44 but yet he acts like a little catty high school bitch. How about you stop trying to fuck 20 year-olds and fuck and act like someone your own age.
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| Blackness Brigade |
[24 Jan 2006|04:23pm] |
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I'm turning my house Black. Sunday night Krista was gonna fry some chicken for her and Cherylee. Poor White girl didn't know what she was doing. She barely had grease in the skillet and the chicken was partially cooking. The poor chickens looked ill. They were gonna call Greg to see what to do and I was like "Please, I'm Black. I can fry some chicken". Therefore, Brandon the Angry Black Man took over and helped their chickens look cooked. Then turned to find out she didn't season them before she battered them and she was about to use pepper and regular salt (what is wrong with White people?). I was like "naw boo. You need seasoning salt." So then I flavored them up. Never had food flavored afterwards so that should have been interesting. So I fried the food all up and the next thing I know I turn around and I see Cherylee pulling out the hot sauce. The sista came out of her. White and Asian girl was munchin' on some chicken with hot sauce. I was crying tears of joy on the inside.
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| Healthy Decisions |
[20 Jan 2006|04:01pm] |
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It's been over a month now that I've been out. Not what I expected it to be. Still no luck with the boys. Bummer. At least I'm staying on track for obtaining my Spring Break body. I've discovered a new low calorie drink 7 and 7. It doesn't even taste alcoholic and I get drunk without that full filling. I'm taking more and more approaches to eat/drink as healthier as I can. I got my other pairs of bootcut jeans. I'm in love all over again, and this time they're destroyed. It's gonna be sad when I can't fit them anymore from all this damn running I'm doing. I'm also trying to walk more too (even tho I walk every damn where I go). I thought my class was at 9 today and turns out it's only 2 lectures and a section. So instead of spending an hour on myspace before work I walked around campus. I ran into Jaime and he walked with me for a while. It had been a while since we talked so we were catching up. I even had Subway for lunch even tho the delectible smell of McDonald's fries kept filling my nostrils. Oh how I wanted those salty thin golden greasy morsels. It's all tho because I will thank myself when conference, spring break, and graduation roll around and I'm one skinny bootcut jean wearin buffed mofo.
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| Brokeback Mountain |
[18 Jan 2006|04:00pm] |
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Saw it last night. I thought it was kinda boring. Yeah it was a controversial topic (gay cowboys) but it didn't get over the fact that it was still A COWBOY MOVIE! Some scenes lagged a little too long for me also. And I probably wasn't too into it because it was like a chick flick, but gay. Or maybe it's because I'm jaded about love. I do admit that I did relate to Jake Gillinghall's character being that I'm also the one doing the work and dealing with inconsistent people. By the way, Heath Ledger was hot.
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| It's Been A While |
[18 Jan 2006|03:48pm] |
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Yeah I know it's been a while. Shit happens. Who could believe I'd do an entry this late in the 2006? New Years was pretty fun. I probably kissed 10 people. It wasn't my fault, it was the alcohol. Ryan was my New Years Kiss. Funny how those things work out that way. He and Gabe are kinda talking I believe. Not the first time two former crushes have gotten together. Cherylee has her punked out new shorter purple and black emo boy hair for the year. It looks awesome. I haven't been bullshittin' since I've been back. I've been going to the rec hard core and within a matter of 2 weeks I got back down 4 pounds away from where I was this summer. Don't worry boo's, I got this shit on lockdown. I ate so much crap food over break that I gained a shitload. Not to mention pounds I got before break even started. AT least 240 by graduation, that's part one of my P.O.A. of 2006. So weird that we are half way through the 2000's. It felt like they just started. 2000 was six years ago, what the hell?
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| ZZZ |
[07 Dec 2005|04:03pm] |
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Is it bad that I dosed off while Judy Shepard spoke? I wasn't trying to be mean but I guess a brotha didn't realize how tired he really was. I'm so busy during the day and then I sit for a while not doing anything and I shut down. Plus someone had some stank ass breath. Everytime everyone laughed there was a wave of stank ass breath. It was nice tho, Cherylee almost cried a few times.
Being out feels so weird; Freeing, but weird. I can be out and about on campus, and I don't have to try to watch what I do or say because fear of it getting back to my mother. I just feel free. Damn, I should write a book: "Life After Coming Out". Also feels like a sitcom, especially will when I go home for the holidays with my family now knowing that I like boys. It just sounds like a sitcom. I just hope that my other relatives don't bombard me with questions. My mother told me my aunt has a funny story to tell me when I come home about with Anthony came out to Medea. We shall see what happens...if I survive finals that is.
P.S. What the fuck is the AARP? Judy kept using that as one of her punch lines and all the older people laughed. Cherylee, Jae, Greg, Steven, and I all looked at eachother like "What the hell is that?"
For some odd reason I just got a strange craving for Burger King
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| Twink: The New Black |
[05 Dec 2005|03:05pm] |
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I came out to my mother. I did it thru email because I'm a chicken shit. It oddly went over well...a little too well lol. She was more concerned about when I was coming home for Christmas. My brother cried tho. I think it was because he probably thought of how mean he was to me in the past and calling me gay when he didn't know it was verified. He said he knew because he looked thru my pictures and my text messages on my phone. I'm like "why the hell was he looking thru my phone?" Well that's the last he'll ever get to use it. My cousin was like "couldn't you tell by the way he was dressed?" A Black guy shops at American Eagles and dresses a bit more fashionable and not wear Sean John or Roca-Wear and extremely baggy he has to be gay. What the fuck? My aunt was like "Well I always did say he reminded me of Anthony and the older he got the more he did". She also talked to my brother and told him not to treat me any differently because I'm still his brother (like that's gonna do anything). Whatev, he'll get over it. He also said he knew I was because I was watching America's Next Top Model. That doesn't mean anything. It's the highest rated show on UPN by far which means some dudes are watching it. My mother understood and knew he's just a bumbling idiot. So Brandon's out! For the most part at least. She didn't really question me too much and just asked when did I know, if I was molested, and what did the boy do to me. She told me I could have just told her over the phone and I've been watching too much Oprah.
Ironic I told her on Wednesday last week and then we saw Desperate Housewives this Sunday where Bre's son was home from military school and he had a boy over. He said that his mother told him how he was gonna go to hell because he was gay and it was a sin. Carmencia then calls me at commercial break and says "What the hell is going on? People coming out in real life, on TV, shit! When I'm coming out?!" and then she was pissed off at Bre saying "How the hell you gonna say that to your child? You love yo child! You don't say nothin' like that?! And how she gone tell him that when she let that man die?! She done pissed me off! I'm going to that message board and writing sometime - you think I'm playin'. Imma go to www.desperatehouseviesgoddamnbre.com!" She finds out about 3 days ago and she's already a gay-child parent advocate. I guess Carmencia's my new fag hag.
Went to the bar last night and it was pretty packed. It was seriously twink night. And why does everyone and they mama like twinks? Did you all not hit puberty. I like men, not really tall 12-year-olds.
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| Stood Up Drunken Bitch |
[11 Nov 2005|02:26pm] |
So I got stood up last night. I got done with my meetings early and called Dave to tell him I was heading home and we could go out to movie. We were supposed to leave at 7:30 but he never called and it was around 8:30. So I said "fuck it" and went to the liquor store and got Steel Reserve since I'm once again broke. I'm really considering getting a link card. I'm in need bitch! I could have so much more money for other things if I didn't spend so much on food. I had a good time last night despite the fact I was kinda mad that he never called me. I apparently was a bitch to people last night too. I really didn't mean to be. I just remember that Max said something that pissed me off and I was in my room on my computer and not talking to anyone. Very psychotic of me.
I finally went to Golden Corral. I went with Cherylee, Greg, and Afua (forgot to mention that she's here this weekend). It was not as bad as people made it out to be. Everyone talked about it like it's the most disgusting thing in the world. I thought it was fine.
We came home and watched/listened to the first 12 chapters of Trapped In the Closet. Cherylee, who was once making fun of me for being stuck at my computer with it, was all about it and got so into it. Uh-huh bitch, don't be makin fun of me. You know that shit got you wrapped up too.
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| Expect the Unexpected |
[08 Nov 2005|02:51pm] |
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I finally saw Gabe on Sunday. I was like "Dude man, what the fuck?" I seiously haven't seen him in like 3 weeks. We went to the bar because Chris, Annie's boss (who happens to know this creepy older dude Craig), because Craig wanted him to go and he needed a str8 female factor. Cherylee and I also tagged along mainly because we hadn't gone in forever and a day. We chilled for a while and then I went to sit with some of Gabe's other friends. They were a bunch of stuck up fags, pretty much looked like the twinks you see on porn pop-ups on the net. And how many of these bitches were nice enough to say hi? Not a damn soul. So then I look at the door and Gabe's loverboy Dave walks through the door (key note: not really his loverboy, just a dude that wanted him because Jae told him that and Gabe don't want a damned thing to do with him). He said wassup to us and Gabe was all cool about it. Is it guilty to say that I still felt a little something? Whatev, I'll detox. I never saw Gabe so drunk before. He drank 6 Long Islands. He was out of it. He asked my advice for getting a drink for this dude that he wants to get up on and he kinda stumbled to the bar.
For one reason or another I started talking to Dave. He was asking for a dance once the drag portion was over and I was like "aight". So I wandered around the bar, talked to a few peeps (Jenae was in town by the way and who knows what happened with her and Denise), and then the show was over. I ran to the bathroom before Cherylee and I rolled out and when I got over to her DAve was still there but Cherylee was talking to Gabe. Dave was like "what happened to that dance you promised me?" so I was like "go, let's go". So I danced with him (once again, a guy who can't dance) and I was kinda having fun. We were both pooped after like 5 minutes and headed back to the table. I was like "well give me a call sometime or something" (since he already had my number and I had his from the night Jae was drunk and didn't have his phone so he gave his number to me instead to give to Jae later). He texted me that night saying "have sweet dreams", which I thought was a cute gesture.
So I was sitting in my room chatting online and who calls me? Dave. I was thinking "oh God, can't believe he actually called". To tell you the truth it really wasn't that bad. I really did enjoy talking to him. He's pretty funny and he kept me laughing. He wasn't this creepy guy that Gabe kinda made him out to be. I was telling him about my hatred for snow and he said that he was gonna take me sledding if I'm down here during the winter because I've never sledded. I was like "I'm from the hood, we don't have sleds. They're considered weapons lol". We're gonna go somwhere either this Wednesday or Thursday. Believe it or not, I'm kinda looking forward to it.
I'm finally getting a care package! My mother called me and said that Patty is gonna bring my care package when they come down for the weekend. I pretty much told her I needed hair stuff and Desperate Housewives on DVD. I'm so excited! (I tried to squeeze in Lost but I thought it was pushing it). She kept me on the phone forever and then put my on 3-way with my brother's gf since my brother wasn't home. Everytime any of my family members call his house he's never there and Trina never relays the message.
After all that I called Gabe and told him about my conversation with Dave. I also made sure he recovered well from his hangover, which he did. But that conversation didn't last too long because Bonnie called to invite me to the Cellar with her, Zeb, and Brad O. We had a good time. Played some pool, drank 2 beers (thanx to Bonnie, gotta save cash for wherever I may be going Wednesday or Thursday), and I went home while they went back to Zeb and Bonnie's place to drink more.
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| Got Cho? |
[04 Nov 2005|02:49pm] |
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Jae came into town last night! It was only for the night tho :-(. He came over with a bottle of jager to make some jager bombs. Is it sad that the smell of jager reminds me of Jae? Cherylee, Annie, Nadine, Todd, Greg Makos, Jae, and myself played Cranium while we drank and I came to the realization that drunken Cranium ruins friendships, and that Jae and Greg should always listen to me. Josh came by later on and so did Bonnie and Zeb with a friend of Josh and Bonnie's from back home.
Things kinda got a little ugly. Cherylee, Jae, Greg, and I were playing Blackjack and Josh joked around with Cherylee (which we thought he was being serious at the time) that we need to get up and do something and stop being lame. This pissed Cherylee off and she went off on him. It made things a little uncomfortable and even Bonnie could sense it and she tried to distract Cherylee. I was trying to tell Cherylee to calm down and drop it and it wasn't the right time to do it and the next thing you know we were getting into it. I think it wouldn't have been as dramatic if we all weren't drinking. It was just a very uncomfortable situation in general. I've been feeling a little off all day because of it.
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| This bitch know who this is for |
[01 Nov 2005|11:15pm] |
Bitch you know you regreted going. Don't be dissin' my linguo. That's my skeelo! And yo str8ness ain't helpin' my libido.
Nosey bitches
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| Postponed |
[01 Nov 2005|03:47pm] |
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My outing with Kyle is postponed. He has a water polo tournament at NIU. We're gonna figure out another day when he gets back. I went for STD testing today. It's something I've been wanting to do for a while just to be safe. I know I don't have anything, just getting some official proof. Better safe than sorry. It wasn't as bad as I thought. There was no examining, there was no q-tip down the penis. I just answered some simple questions that weren't all that personal. I guess it was like that because I haven't had intercourse, just oral. I gave a urine sample and I should know about chlamidia and herpes (i think) in 3 or 4 days. I'm going in on Thurday to get blood drawn. They use blood to test for HIV and syphillis. Gotta make sure that uthera is clean kids.
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| Halloween Spectacular |
[30 Oct 2005|02:34pm] |
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Had a fun Halloween this year. It's funny how we've planned to be certain things and then come up with totally different costumes at the last minute. Here's a list of the changes that happened:
Brandon: Oprah Winfrey/Tina Turner
Cherylee: Cop/School Girl (which kept getting mistaken for a teacher)
Annie: FBI/Cubs Girl
Nadine: Security type person/Lara Croft type person
At the last minute we made Greg a security guard. He had to get used to weaing Cherylee's pants since his didn't fit. For once in his life he had an ass. My Tina Turner costume was hialrious. I took one of the chair covers and failed at making a dress. Luckily Nadine came home and put it on for me. I also wore Cherylee's bra and stuffed it. Annie attepmted to straighten my hair but it was kinda hard, since she isn't used to dealing with this nappy stuff. I wrapped a scarf around and Nadine did my make-up. I was hot shit. I never felt so maked before. I don't see how women do it. And bra's are a bitch and a half. I also had some accessories from Annie's Pimps and Hoes party. Josh, Beth, Neely, and some of Josh's friends came over and we did a little pre-drinking. We eventually went over to Drew's (a co-worker of Annie's) and saw Krista there. I actually had 2 people questioning if I were a girl or not. This one chick complimented my make-up. Too funny. We went over to Julie's, after we met up with Anthony and Doug, and her roomate was being paranoid as fuck. As soon as we walk to the porch she's like "You can't comee in unless you know someone here" and I'm like "I know Julie and Genevive". I saw Suzanne and her boytoy (HOT!) and some other peeps. They were being super paranoid so we rolled out.
Joan conveniently called me and told me that her friend was conveniently having a party on Hays (which is right up the block) and we skidaddled over there. They had free beer (always a plus) and I finally started to feel a little drunk. We stayed for a while and finally played a game of flippy cup. Greg and Cherylee came back home and I stayed with Anthony and Doug. We were supposed to go over to some other party but ended up venturing to Jessica's house with Brad (forgot to mention that he was there). We sat and chilled while they smoked a bowl (minus Doug, he doesn't smoke). By this time I was sobering up. I decided to call Gabe because I was tired of the non-communication after the texting incident. I pretty much told him he never answered the question. He said he just wanted to be friends (go figure). I pretty much knew he was not interested in me in that way. He also told me that he knew I liked him. Thanx for letting me know jackass. So once again I have another hot friend. I'm starting to think I'm that ugly guy in that group of friends who always has that one ugly person lol. So I ventured back home and decided to stop by John's house since he told me he was having another party. I went to his place the night before for his birthday/Halloween party. The all enjoyed the costume and found it amusing.
I came home, saw that Cherylee and Greg were passed out on the couch, turned off the TV and the lights, and went to my room (right before one of them turned the TV back on). So I started to get ready for bed and Greg called me seeing where I was lol. I talked online for a bit and started talkng to Kyle from Archer's frat (one of these day I will remember their damn name). Pretty much, we're gonna go out this Friday. This will be the second person I've gone on and outing with. Not really a date, just seeing an interest I guess. He's really not looking for a relationship right now, and I don't know what the hell I'm looking for. But hey, it'll be nice to see what happens
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| He Lost Control |
[27 Oct 2005|12:30pm] |
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Hello kids! The word for today is: sexual frustration...actually, that's two.
So I partied with Will last night at Sidetracks. The Sox won the world series so everyone was going hysterical. Even tho I think it's a bunch of bull that out of nowhere everybody's a Sox fan who denied the Sox like a red headed step child for the Cubs. Who's gives a shit anyway, I hate sports. So we were partying and all that fun stuff. I got a little tipsy and my loins were on fire. Ryan, the annoying hippie from last year, found us there and chilled with us for a while. Thankfully, we lost him at Don Taco (I still think that place is overrated). So we get back to my place and go to my room. We're chillin' on the futon and I start to rub and all that fun stuff...then he stops me. He tells me all this hoopla that he's not all that into guys and yadda yadda yadda, even tho he knows I'm talented at certain things. While he's trynna explain himself I'm thinkin' "dude I've heard this bull for so long I probably have it somewhere on an 8-track". If you're supposed bi then why don't you do anything. I'm so annoyed with these pseudo bi-people. Plus his whole thing was that he didn't think it would be fair for me to things to him and he doesn't do things to me. Even tho I keep telling him I'd rather be on the giving end than the receiving end. Why bitches always gotta respect me and shit. This innocent thing does not work in my favor. Really I'm not that innocent anymore. I really do think I'm boy repellent. I stop being prude with the whole sex thing now all of a sudden everyone is being stingy with their sexual organs.
And then there's the Gabe drama. I drunken text him asking if it would be okay to go out sometime and now he never calls me. I don't regret asking him tho because I was tired of having feelings for him and him not knowing. Why do boys become so weird when they find out I like them?...The world may never know
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| Weekend Reminise |
[25 Oct 2005|04:18pm] |
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This past weekend felt like a weekend from last year. Steve came down for the weekend and it was like last semester. It was his 23rd birthday last Thursday (which means mine is just around the corner) so we all went out to the Cellar. Slimb also came down too. We played some type of shuffle board type game where it was Steve and Annie vs. Jessia and me. Jessica had mad skills and we actually won. I got in like 3 or 4 but it's all good. We decided later on to go to Sidetracks to meet up with Bryce, Kristen, Paul, and their crew. It was a pretty fun night even though it rained like crazy. Hurricane season is fuckin' up. The next night was really like old times. We all partied at our place. It really was like last year. Diana came over later and she brought over Boyz II Men's greatest hits. Who would have thought that they actually have good drunken sing along songs. I'm really craving some Jodeci after that.
Steve left that Saturday morning and headed back for the real world. Meanwhile, we had to get ready for a night of theme parties. We went thrifting because I don't own an ounce of pink clothing and Neely, one of Annie's cool lifeguards, was having a pink party. I actuall found this black shirt with pink writing that I might actually wear again. The pink isn't overwhemlming (since it's only the letters) and it's actually pretty funny. It reminded me of how much I LOVE thrifting. So we dropped our stuff off at home and went to get groceries. Came back, ate, and got ready for the night. Greg, Steven, and I went to Leah's brithday party first where I got a shitload of lube and a female condom for Cherylee. We left afterwards to Neely's place. I gave Neely a flavored lube as a party favor. Her party was seriously like a Victoria's Secret commercial with everyone wearing pink. Once again it started to pour and we headed home. Cherylee and I were gonna go over to High Street to see The Goddamn Jets reunion show but Cherylee pussied out and went to bed. Joan and I weren't tired so we went up to Sidetracks and it was pretty much a bust. As you know, Cherylee regrets.
I miss Jae. I hope he hates Korea and stays with us. There's a void in our lives :-(
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Once again we had a great party last weekend. We threw a Stoplight Party: You wear green if you're single, yellow if you're dating around, and red if you're taken. I decided to wear green even tho I could be yellow considering the relationship I have with Drew. Plus it was a hilarious shirt. On the front I had "Single and ready to mingle..." and on the back it said "with your boyfriend. A lot of people got a kick out of it. This one girl couldn't stop laughing hysterically. We had a shitload of people once again. I was also happy because there was a good mix of people. All the gays and str8's were united. There was also a lot of same sex kissing. Tye was making out with this one kid from SRN and then I was doing the asshole thing and stood starring at them as they were making out. Then Tye started making out with me and the other kid started making out with Tye. The next thing you know there was a tripple kiss going on. There were some shocked people. Krista had never seen a tripple kiss yet alone with 3 guys. What can I say? I'm a cherry buster. We made $253 dollars that night. Fuck people for bringing their own liquor. The Ryan's were down here last weekend also. It was like last year all over again. Steve and Amanda are gonna be here in a few hours so tonight should be fun as well. Last night we went to Sidetracks for some quarter draft fun. Jae got a ticket so fuck the police. And for the record...I HATE PANERA BREAD!
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| Sorry |
[13 Oct 2005|03:50pm] |
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Damn, it's been over a month. Life is too damn busy. If I didn't write it in, I'm the program director at WIDB now and I'm always hella busy. I went to my first tailgate and it was actually pretty fun. Boy situation is still confusing but I go as single. I like my friend Gabe but it's not mutual. Too bad because he's a really nice guy and I think he's funny as hell. He looks like a pretty boy, but once you get to know him you'll see that's not the case. I got my debit account robbed in Moscow, Russia, and I am now forever broke. Did I mention life sux. Okay, that's all for now. I promise I'll write again ASAP. I know my fans miss me
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