my little buttercup, has the sweetest smile...
holy crap im back. didja miss me? huh? didja?
so not only was i gone, but my computer died. and i didnt have it this whole time. this is my first time with it back. so yay for a new computer.
so like, 2 weekends ago, i went to santa barbara. and stayed the night with my good friend dena. we stayed at neals house. we picked up our friend amanda, waited for her to get all cute and headed back to neals, where we got his sister and bought some alcohol for us girls since they only had shit beer. we got um, malibu and captian morgan. so... we were all drinking, taking massive amounts of shots. i was taking so much crazy talk, and kissing people i think, maybe it was in my dream. but i know i told neal something. and nick was saying something crazy to me. haha. so i drank way too much and decided that i was gonna pass out, so i walked to nick and neals room locked the door and passed out on neals bed. nick had to kick the door open to get in, it was hilarious. so i woke up so many times in the night to find myself half way off the damn bed because neal is so massive and he decided to like seriously dominate me. so that sucked. when we woke up, dena, nick, neal and i were all still way drunk. neal and i were the worst off and he had to work. i didnt, but... i had to have dena drive home. it was way fun. that was really a short version. because i just dont have time to tell you about it. ha.
i will never go in a plane unless i have to again. im such a wuss. i cried. yeah thats right, i cried. planes are fucking freaky, they are huge and metal. metal is heavy, metal isnt supposed to fly. and all i could think about was the part in fight club when he is talking about how sometimes he wishes the plane would have a head on collusion with another, or a engine would go out, because life insurance pays triple if you die on a business trip.. and then you see the plane just get torn apart. yeah, i was thinking that. haha. so i cried. it didnt help that we had to take 2 planes to get there, and 2 planes home. but 3 out of 4 times i got the window seat! yes! ok so anyway. once we finally got there, we saw geo! and we met his oh so southern girlfriend kristie. she is the sweetest thing ever. i love her. so we just hung out everday, it was really hard because geo was the same, but wasnt. if we were in loud places he would really have to focus and try not to freak out. or like if someone yelled or like there was a loud noise he would seriously have to count to 10. and thats really scary and sad. he has to live with that for the rest of his live. but im glad he is home. i love him. im so happy i saw him, fuck school and work man. haha.
i mean, other than the fact that i saw my brother and that was cool, that rest sucked. i had to stay in a hotel room with my mom my dad and dominic. that sucked so much ass. that just made me so happy to know that i was moving. haha.
we actually did some fun things. we went to myrtle beach, and to the ripleys believe it or not museum and the haunted house. the haunted house was so much fun, i was the leader and i had to lead my little group of people out of the place, and i fucking sucked. i ran into about ever single wall there was to run into. haha.
oh, and just to let you guys know, i waved to everyone when i thought we like passed them, for instance, as we passed LA, i waved hello to brittney, krystle, andy, andy, tina, tarnic and kathleen.. as i was in the plane, and when i figured i passed chicago i waved to lisa and when i was in SC i waved to sheila. and it was fantastic.