Friday, December 10, 2004

"Just call me... shameless."

So, I walk out of my dorm room last night to a pretty interesting sight. There were about six people standing around, gawking and laughing at a girl that was flopping around on the floor, too drunk to keep hold of the ground. "Great. It's my birthday and YOU'RE drunk." I wanted to say, but in my true misanthropic nature, I smiled meekly and step over her slightly convulsing body.

So, my friend DID come! *yay* He brought me a gir toy. He kept the squirrel (damn him), but the rest he gave to me! *dance*

I woke up this morning with my keys and ID in my bed. "..Did I.. go somewhere last night?" This state of exhaustion, one can never tell. And I even skipped taking my Spanish test and practicing my dance final! (*alarm goes off* "Argh, fuck 'em!" *resets said alarm*)

I have to work on that whole... apathy thing I have going on there.

I had quite a series of little fucked up dreams, too. *LOL*

I called the gas station that I worked at last summer. I had my hopes up to be able to work for a couple of weeks over Christmas break. No such luck to be had. Looks like I'm going to be mooching off the family for spending monies in New York. And hope I can put off buying books until I get my residual check in January.

Garden Ridge is supposed to send me my last paycheck. Alicia hasn't really spoken to me since I quit (she "got" me the job). Pity. I really liked her. And that's hard for me to come by most of the time. ;)

Amelia is sending me a metric fuck ton of stuffs for my birthday! This is very bittersweet. I love getting surprise presents, but I can't get her much of anything for hers in January. This is what I hate about people giving me presents. I can't reciprocate it because I am a very very poor girl.

Shower time! My friend and I are supposed to go to the comic book store! The owner can never remember my name, but that's okay because I can never remember his. I think its Brian? Meh. He saw me prancing about in his store one time and has since wanted to go on a nationwide dance tour with me. *L* And I'd be ok with that.

3 Comments:

Blogger Lola said...

Six people standing around watching a drunk girl flail about on the floor. Some people...

2:58 PM  
Blogger Shae said...

yeah.. they're real winners.. probably the same people who threw the trash can out of the 8th floor window and keep scraping graffiti on the bathroom stalls that read things such as "God is King." "Yes, andI'm sure he wants you to deface public property as a way to 'spread the word.'"

6:22 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You don't have to get me anything :P I did it cause I loves you. You can make me a pretty card and mail it to me. That will be enough :) Or bring me back a hooker's show from the street of New York. A prize, indeed. *L*

~Amelia~

2:34 PM  

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