Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Jäger...
What is it about a bonfire out in the country that attracts my incredibly stupid drunk side? I mean yes, she comes out at other times too but she came out full throttle Sunday night. I just wanted to have a nice little night with a few friends I haven't seen in a while, relaxing, enjoying the night. But when I invite three people, ten show up. Still a small crowd, but it was more than enough. It wasn't even midnight by the time I was giving up on shots and just drinking Jägermeister straight from the bottle. And from there, things kind of went downhill. I thought I remembered most of the night but I was very mistaken. For instance, I don't remember completely slugging one guy for no reason. All while laughing because I'm a crazy person. Also, I have no memory of taking my shirt off and letting one of my guys friends wear it but there are several pictures of this happening. Don't remember starting numerous games of flip cup or kings. Don't remember several of my guy friends climbing in a tree and trying to break the branches off for the fire, but the destroyed bush in my yard remembers it well. Don't know how liter fluid got spilled everywhere. Don't know when I decided to lean all the way back into a bridge and tell my one girl friend to make out with me, but every guy remembers that. The biggest mystery of the night however, came about next morning. One of my friends was incredibly passed out drunk. So we put him in the back of the DD's car along with another guy so they could go home. They left. I specifically remember them leaving because I was sobering up by that time. The next morning a few of us walk out there, and see his car keys laying on the ground. Not a big deal because he left his car then. But then we look in his car and...HE'S THERE. No one has any idea how he got back. He thought he never left. I've never been more baffled in my life. Other than that, a rather successful night. Except for the ridiculous hangover I had the next day. I puked while driving. Like straight into a plastic bag I was holding up. Just puking and steering. I may have hit a new low point in my life.
Friday, May 4, 2012
What is this I don't even..
Sometimes when I wake up in the morning I just have one thought. "What is my life". Especially the mornings where I wake up in my best friends bed because I lost my key (again) and he took pity on me (again) but the only thing I can ask him is "where is my macaroni salad?" Because honestly, that was the only thing I cared enough about at that point. I don't know how I always end up in random ass situations. It always happens that I find something last minute where I only know one person and just tag along and end up leaving with a bunch of new friends who I'll probably never see again sober. But I guess that's what keeps my life interesting to me. I sure do have a lot of stories. For instance last night a friend and I decided last minute to go drink with the guy I'm currently seeing and his friends. By the time we got there it was already midnight and everyone was drunk. So naturally we just start downing shots. Things got a little weird. Like covering some guy in toilet paper weird. And apparently the guy I'm seeing is a crazy angry person because he punched two different people in the face for no reason. And that's really all I remember so far. My life has been bouncing all around so much lately that going out and drinking is actually what keeps it normal. I realize this is a sad statement. I just found out a few days ago that my mom is planning to move thirteen hours away and marry some guy who she used to be engaged to but hasn't seen in about 15 years. She hasn't even fully divorced my step dad yet. I'm really happy for her because she's been miserable for a long time now and definitely deserves to live her life out happily. But this does put me in a weird situation. I'm not going with her. So by this winter I have to find somewhere to come home to. I don't live up where I go to college yet because I can't afford it and don't have a car that would make the distance. I also have to find somewhere to keep my horse because I really don't want him to be all the way out in fucktown Michigan. Oh and I just found out today that I don't have a job this summer anymore. My boss just kind of forgot to tell me that until now so I don't know if I'll be able to find anything. On top of this I have apparently a sign on my forehead that says "Please come cry on my shoulder, please". I do love my friends though so of course I don't say anything. I just wish I had someone to talk to. I guess that's why this post is incredibly long and boring as shit. I have so many things to figure out in so little time. Sooooo glad all this is happening during exam week too! Yippee! Alright. Time to put my NO FUCKS ARE TO BE GIVEN face on and get shit done.
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