This past week has been pretty adventurous.
I'm way lazy when it comes to school, ALREADY. I'm having a tough time staying in class... which is pretty bad, considering it's only the 3rd week. PBCC is such a joke. I'm not complaining about that, at all, buttttttttt... you know. My 4th class is Art History 2. I'd rather be doing anything else in this world than that. Well not ANYTHING, but still. The things you have to sit through just to graduate. I swear, it's ridiculous.
So. Matt & I went on a super hawt date on Saturday. Our intentions were to go to the beach, but it started to rain. Whateva tho. I had a good time killing babies on 95 & off-roading in a car in da ghetto of downtown ft laudy.
Myself, Matt, Marissa, & Lisa took a trip to the Hardrock on Sunday. Everything would've been perfect if..
-I didn't light my hair on fire
-We didn't find a fried chicken feather in our chicken wings at Hooters
-Marissa and I didn't get hit on by a 40 year old. (Although he was pretty hawt).
+I did win $10!!!!!!!!!..
-but shortly lost it.
Anyways.
Last night I went to the Olive Garden with 1/4 of my Dad's family and Matt. That resturant sucks so much dick it's ridiculous. My momma got pretty crunk-a-fied, and tried to convince Matt to become a Catholic. How embarrassing. Apparently they love each other.. because he texts her more than me. Deck
The night ended off swell. Had a lovely sleep over with muh shorty. Our schedule was a little off. We were a couple hours late of 10 o clock. My fault. Guess I got punished for it. POUND IT!
Had an AMAZING breakfeast in bed.. POUND IT!:D
So today at work, my buddy came in crying. She's been dealing with some deck for a long time. It bothers the shit out of me how she lets him treat her. Reminds me of myself a few years ago. It's crazy. It takes forever to learn whats right and whats wrong, and when you figure out the truth about everything, it's like what in de hell was i thinking?
Life is so good right now, it's ridiculous. Let's not jinx it, sphenix it.
Right?
That's not the real you. Ok? Ok? Ok-k-kizzayyy!
I love being offered chances of a lifetime. I hope this falls through. Cause than Will Ferrell, Chris Kattan and myself can go out singing, "What is Love?, Baby don't hurt me... No more."
Current Mood: |
Lazy |
Current Music: |
You're mother fucking face. |