I feel like I dreamed something important. I can't... I can't remember what happened. There was someone there I hadn't met before. We kissed.
Maybe I had met him before?
Damn it. I can't remember. It's driving me mental and I've only been up for a couple hours.
Why do dreams always have to do this to me?
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Never going to do that again....
So last night I learned two very important things....
1.Shotgunning a beer will very likely make you vomit (and if congested, you'll smell nothing but vomit for the rest of the night)
2.I need to learn to be more assertive.
I'd say 'as per usual', but the parties that occur at my place are starting to become not quite so 'usual'. The only reason we (and by we, I mean more my cousin Heather than myself) had some of our (they're actually her friends, but have all grown to love me so I also refer to them as my friends and will for this just to make things easier) friends over. Mainly because there's so much extra booze left over from New Year's (Hell, even after last night we have a shit ton...) and my cousin didn't work till late the next day.
But yes. There was much drinking. I stopped when I vomited off the porch...
Lemme esplain.
We started the night off with a shot of GM, then we moved on to a Jager Bomb. After that, I made a drink that was mostly vodka and some coke, and then we had another Jager Bomb! I was fine for a while, at least until we started to play Fuck The Dealer (if you don't know the game, look it up. It's lots of fun). At the start I was doing fine, but towards the end I started to get screwed over. Luckily there were mainly low cards, so I survived. After that, we played kings. Now that's the game that really got me...
For those of you that don't know how to play, I'll tell the main part you need to know to understand my story. When you play Kings, you spread a deck of cards around a beer and go in a circle pulling cards. Each card is assigned a different meaning (5 is guys, Ace is social, 2 is you, etc.). But if you pull a king, you have to put it on top of the beer. If you pull the last beer then you have to chug the beer. Well, I didn't pull it, but someone that had to drive home did.
My smart ass volunteered to chug half of it, but next thing I know, I'm standing on the porch with people, getting ready to shotgun it. I did alright, was able to get a little more than half before I couldn't take it. Then I let out the loudest, deepest burp I think I've ever had. Probably wasn't even a minute later that I was leaning off the porch throwing up. And because I was so congested, I smelled vomit whenever I breathed through my nose for the rest of the night.
I ended up being okay. But I'm not done, there's still more to my fantasmical story.
So there was this guy that came with one of my friends last night, we actually shotgunned a beer at the same exact time. We ended up talking and talking and talking aaaaand he tried to make a move (by that I mean kiss me). I wasn't exactly comfortable with that not because of him, but because of the people that were inside and on the porch and stuff (they would've probably beat his face in because he's older than I am). I tried to let him know, but he kinda didn't stop. By the end of the night, I kept running back inside because he was getting pretty close to me and I didn't want that. One of my friends ended up giving me a drunken talk about how if I want someone to stop doing something, I need to tell them and stand by it, not just pussy out and drop hints that they should stop.
That's why I'm going to add 'Be more assertive.' to my New Years resolutions.
But yea, that was my Friday night. Hell, that wasn't even Friday day.... That I will get to tomorrow in between psychology vocab and art worksheets and projects.
1.Shotgunning a beer will very likely make you vomit (and if congested, you'll smell nothing but vomit for the rest of the night)
2.I need to learn to be more assertive.
I'd say 'as per usual', but the parties that occur at my place are starting to become not quite so 'usual'. The only reason we (and by we, I mean more my cousin Heather than myself) had some of our (they're actually her friends, but have all grown to love me so I also refer to them as my friends and will for this just to make things easier) friends over. Mainly because there's so much extra booze left over from New Year's (Hell, even after last night we have a shit ton...) and my cousin didn't work till late the next day.
But yes. There was much drinking. I stopped when I vomited off the porch...
Lemme esplain.
We started the night off with a shot of GM, then we moved on to a Jager Bomb. After that, I made a drink that was mostly vodka and some coke, and then we had another Jager Bomb! I was fine for a while, at least until we started to play Fuck The Dealer (if you don't know the game, look it up. It's lots of fun). At the start I was doing fine, but towards the end I started to get screwed over. Luckily there were mainly low cards, so I survived. After that, we played kings. Now that's the game that really got me...
For those of you that don't know how to play, I'll tell the main part you need to know to understand my story. When you play Kings, you spread a deck of cards around a beer and go in a circle pulling cards. Each card is assigned a different meaning (5 is guys, Ace is social, 2 is you, etc.). But if you pull a king, you have to put it on top of the beer. If you pull the last beer then you have to chug the beer. Well, I didn't pull it, but someone that had to drive home did.
My smart ass volunteered to chug half of it, but next thing I know, I'm standing on the porch with people, getting ready to shotgun it. I did alright, was able to get a little more than half before I couldn't take it. Then I let out the loudest, deepest burp I think I've ever had. Probably wasn't even a minute later that I was leaning off the porch throwing up. And because I was so congested, I smelled vomit whenever I breathed through my nose for the rest of the night.
I ended up being okay. But I'm not done, there's still more to my fantasmical story.
So there was this guy that came with one of my friends last night, we actually shotgunned a beer at the same exact time. We ended up talking and talking and talking aaaaand he tried to make a move (by that I mean kiss me). I wasn't exactly comfortable with that not because of him, but because of the people that were inside and on the porch and stuff (they would've probably beat his face in because he's older than I am). I tried to let him know, but he kinda didn't stop. By the end of the night, I kept running back inside because he was getting pretty close to me and I didn't want that. One of my friends ended up giving me a drunken talk about how if I want someone to stop doing something, I need to tell them and stand by it, not just pussy out and drop hints that they should stop.
That's why I'm going to add 'Be more assertive.' to my New Years resolutions.
But yea, that was my Friday night. Hell, that wasn't even Friday day.... That I will get to tomorrow in between psychology vocab and art worksheets and projects.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Project 365
I really gotta stop taking these pics right before I got to bed... And need to learn to not be blinded by the flash. Cuz then I end up turning off the flash and you guys have to look at the fuzzy pictures. Night all!
How Do I Look?
Holes in my face
Ink on my skin
A cigarette in my mouth
Ink on my skin
A cigarette in my mouth
Baby let's begin
Or are you too afraid to approach?
Does my metal scare you?
How about the designs
plastered to me?
Don't let that stop you.
I wouldn't hurt a fly.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Project 365
January 1, 2011 (above)
January 2, 2011
January 3, 2011
January 4, 2011
January 5, 2011
The start of my Project 365 photos. There shall be many more to come.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Back again, back again.
*sigh* Sometimes I really hate technology. I spent a good part of third period today working on this awesome entry and when I pull it up this afternoon to edit, I hit the wrong thing and it gets deleted... Anyway, let's see how much of it I can remember, shall we?
The past couple days have certainly been interesting.... Some one came back in to my life, in a sense I lost another. I learned some new things about myself and made decisions that will hopefully come out for the better. I also recently became a single female...
Ah, the start of a new year. A time to think about what one wants to complete it the upcoming days and the adventures that one could end up going on. It's also a time to remember the past; people lost and loved, the fun times had and the wisdom learned.
My apologies for my more serious tone... The past two days have been rather tiring on my mind and my emotions, so that's just the way I've been when I get to being alone...
Let's talk about something slightly happier now.
Giftmas!
I got the only thing I asked for this year and several things that I didn't. Let's see... I goooot
-iPod Classic 160gig (The only thing I wanted and thought that it was all I was going to get, but I got a happy suprise)
-A 10-Speed hand-mixer (My mom said cuz I've been making tons of cookies lately)
-A Caf-Pow! cup from the show NCIS
And I got a bunch of other little goodies as well. It was a good Christmas.
One awesome thing about Christmas this year, after I wake up and head downstairs... I look out the window and it's snowing! I have no memory of it ever snowing on Christmas in my life, so it was really awesome. Unfortunately, it stopped after a couple hours and was just about melted by the end of the day.
Oh! I almost forgot! One of my presents was a hair cut at my favourite salon. If you watch Warehouse 13, then you'll know what I'm talking about when I say I subconsciously got the same hairstyle as Claudia Donovan. I very much am pleased with the way it turned out.
New Years! Ah, New Year's Eve!
It was lots and lots of fun, in my opinion. My cousin had a party and usually I would invite a couple of friends over, but this year I only invited one. My best friend (and sista from another mista... an momma) Kytti! Our plan was to have an epic marathon of Eddie Izzard stand up, but ended up partying downstairs with my cousin and all of her friends. I'll admit, I had a little bit to drink, but didn't get nearly as drunk as some of the people there. Overall it was a fun party, though Kytti and I did try to watch some of Eddie... Though we really didn't even finish one DVD before we ended up calling it quits and going to sleep (understand though, this was at around 3 or 4am, so it's not like we were cutting the night off early or anything. We're not wussies!)
On New Year's Day we went to the movies (after cleaning up the house, of course) and saw the new Chronicles of Narnia movie. It. Was. Epic. I highly recommend going to see it.
Now when the new year rolls around, we're supposed to make a list of things that we're going to do that will help us change for the better (even though most of us never stick to them...). I decided that I'd create my own list too...
-Exercise/stretch every other day
-Be more decisive
-Start once again studying Wicca and get back in to practicing.
-Update my blog on a regular basis (Sorry about my continual dissappearences people, I'm gonna aim to update at least twice a week)
-Do a type of Project 365 (Where I take a picture of myself every day for a year.)
With the picture one, I may start putting them on here. That way you people can also see how I'm changing and junk like that.
Okay, so I think that about wraps it up...
Wait! I lied! I almost forgot to mention! My sissy is coming in tonight and I'm going with my mommy to pick her up. I can't wait. I love her bunches and miss her a lot. (She lives in Seattle right now).
Right, now I'm done. I think? Yes. All done.
The past couple days have certainly been interesting.... Some one came back in to my life, in a sense I lost another. I learned some new things about myself and made decisions that will hopefully come out for the better. I also recently became a single female...
Ah, the start of a new year. A time to think about what one wants to complete it the upcoming days and the adventures that one could end up going on. It's also a time to remember the past; people lost and loved, the fun times had and the wisdom learned.
My apologies for my more serious tone... The past two days have been rather tiring on my mind and my emotions, so that's just the way I've been when I get to being alone...
Let's talk about something slightly happier now.
Giftmas!
I got the only thing I asked for this year and several things that I didn't. Let's see... I goooot
-iPod Classic 160gig (The only thing I wanted and thought that it was all I was going to get, but I got a happy suprise)
-A 10-Speed hand-mixer (My mom said cuz I've been making tons of cookies lately)
-A Caf-Pow! cup from the show NCIS
And I got a bunch of other little goodies as well. It was a good Christmas.
One awesome thing about Christmas this year, after I wake up and head downstairs... I look out the window and it's snowing! I have no memory of it ever snowing on Christmas in my life, so it was really awesome. Unfortunately, it stopped after a couple hours and was just about melted by the end of the day.
Oh! I almost forgot! One of my presents was a hair cut at my favourite salon. If you watch Warehouse 13, then you'll know what I'm talking about when I say I subconsciously got the same hairstyle as Claudia Donovan. I very much am pleased with the way it turned out.
New Years! Ah, New Year's Eve!
It was lots and lots of fun, in my opinion. My cousin had a party and usually I would invite a couple of friends over, but this year I only invited one. My best friend (and sista from another mista... an momma) Kytti! Our plan was to have an epic marathon of Eddie Izzard stand up, but ended up partying downstairs with my cousin and all of her friends. I'll admit, I had a little bit to drink, but didn't get nearly as drunk as some of the people there. Overall it was a fun party, though Kytti and I did try to watch some of Eddie... Though we really didn't even finish one DVD before we ended up calling it quits and going to sleep (understand though, this was at around 3 or 4am, so it's not like we were cutting the night off early or anything. We're not wussies!)
On New Year's Day we went to the movies (after cleaning up the house, of course) and saw the new Chronicles of Narnia movie. It. Was. Epic. I highly recommend going to see it.
Now when the new year rolls around, we're supposed to make a list of things that we're going to do that will help us change for the better (even though most of us never stick to them...). I decided that I'd create my own list too...
-Exercise/stretch every other day
-Be more decisive
-Start once again studying Wicca and get back in to practicing.
-Update my blog on a regular basis (Sorry about my continual dissappearences people, I'm gonna aim to update at least twice a week)
-Do a type of Project 365 (Where I take a picture of myself every day for a year.)
With the picture one, I may start putting them on here. That way you people can also see how I'm changing and junk like that.
Okay, so I think that about wraps it up...
Wait! I lied! I almost forgot to mention! My sissy is coming in tonight and I'm going with my mommy to pick her up. I can't wait. I love her bunches and miss her a lot. (She lives in Seattle right now).
Right, now I'm done. I think? Yes. All done.
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