life since my last entry.

everything has been oddly interesting.

friday perhaps was the most eventful. Nikki and I went to most likely our favorite party, trash, for the Burning Angels six year anniversary ordeal. Talk about a bizzare party. To some it up in a few sentences, lots of porn stars, exotically dressed cross dressers, male and female go-go dancers, blow up dolls in the crowd, free porn videos, porn videos on display, topless girls, rubber vaginal models, need i say more? Obviously Nikki and I did not take place in this crazyness but we sure as hell enjoyed it. I basically chatted with the same two or three people the whole night and took an occasional tequilla shot. I've not been wanting to get wasted because i was drunk to the point of sillyness last week. But tequilla has that BAM to it. Before I knew it was a complete chatfest. We were so exhausted but thank GOD she drove because I don't recall the car ride or how I ended up in my room in the morning.

I woke up just in time to take a quick shower and roll our of bed to see the free concert at my school. There were a lot of people there, a lot of familiar faces, a lot of new faces that were ill. I hung out with a few girls I had just met but they were really awesome. Everyone was wasted but I was hungover for the first time in a terribly long time. The thought of alcohal made me want to pound my head on concrete. but the show was fun overall. Got to see some stupid girls in flip flops, lots of jewelry, and low cut shirts crowd surf with their hands over their eyes and bodies in fetal positions. This was highly ammmusing. Seriously, if you are going to be such a whimp (and you are not dressed) don't even attempt. Thursday put on a fantastic show. Method Man was out of control. He was just such good energy to the whole event. Even though he cursed, talked about tits, crowd surfed with his feet crossed, and took a hit of someones blunt on stage, he ruled. The crowd loved him. The campus police did not. Great entertainment but terrible choice for the school to chose, he told us the cops smoke our weed that they take. and encouraged us more than once to drink, fuck, and smoke weed. So funny.

Saturday night was a blur. I think I did nothing. I did something but I can't recallll.

Sunday I worked, worked, and worked. I did some homework when I got back. Nothing special.

Yesterday was a stressful, crazy day of school. A lot of classes, a lot of work due, and no time. I had so many papers due, all of which made me late to all three of my classes. I wrote all my final papers inbetween classes, and even though they are last minute I feel confident in the work. Last night was an odd series of events. My coworker Adam and I balled at the gym. We stuck out like sore thumbs, but especially him. A messy haired, covered in tattoos, lanky guy playing ball amongst a ton of gangster doods. but, we had fun. Nikki and i jammed to crystal castles and dyed our hair after. I went back to my room and ran into these two kids that i see all the time and chat with whenever we run into one another. We decided in a spur of the moment that we would go to the diner for coffee and eggs. This is why at times I enjoy school. It is fun to just be like HEY lets do this. It was fun getting to know people who beforehand i knew little about. I ended up staying up till seven am chatting with one of them. I woke up at ten asleep on his floor. Colllege rules hardd at times.

today was all work and no play. But seriously. lots of nothing. no one came into the store today to buy anything so, mad lame. super boring. now i'm here, while everyone is makin out with their lovers, bar hoping, or whatever else kids do on a tuesdddday night, i'm here.




hey you, stay ill.