OK I WILL UPDATE. Update no.1: Trip home.
I have so much to update its crazy.
Screw the daily events thing. I'm over it, lets focus on the important events/people in my life.
Allllllllright. I'll start off with the visit back home. The wonderful and sexy Matt Blanchard gave me a drive to New Brunswick, Thursday morning after Bearlys. What makes Matt the awesome is the fact that he let me drink in his car the whole way. By the time I got to Moncton I was succesfully drunk and ran into my friends place without knocking. To find them not home, and their new roommate wondering who the fuck that crazy drunk girl is.
I went to some awesome shows all weekend with Eric, Gumby, and Josue. I had a pretty spectacular time the entire weekend. My mother came to pick me up on Saturday in Moncton. On the way to our house we stopped by the liquor store where I found my grand-father drunk off his ass. The man actually hugged me, in all 20 years of my life, I have never received anything from him but "wow you're fat" and other little sly comments. But he hugged and bought me booze. It was so weird. I went to see my daddy who immediately made me down shots, I swear my family has lost its mind.
I got a drive to Bouctouche and went on the hunt for my best friend. I asked so many people on the street if they had seen her it was ridiculous. I went knocking on doors looking for her until finally I got the answer "she's at home crying".. I got in a cab, walked in her front door without knocking, started screaming her name and got the best hug of my entire life. It was one of those genuine hugs. She was crying about some bullshit, I swear the people in Bouctouche live to make others miserable. When she felt better, which didn't take long, she was so shocked to see me, without warning nonetheless. We went drinking and had a good old best friend time.
Got home, cleaned my apartment, went to work. End of vacation.
One little thing though from my vacation, I'm the kind of person who doesn't remember a single detail about music. I mean I love it and listen to music 85% of my day, but I just can't remember song names, album names, band names, lead singer names, I just can't. BUT I do have an amazing memory when it comes to people. I'll remember the littlest detail and do things for people based on this information. I don't ask for anything in return, but I thank you would be nice. This is the last time I wake up early to buy Mr.Freeze for someone so they won't be hung over. "Where the hell were you" and "Well I already ate" werent the kind of responses I was looking for.
Aww fuck it.
Right so.
Screw the daily events thing. I'm over it, lets focus on the important events/people in my life.
Allllllllright. I'll start off with the visit back home. The wonderful and sexy Matt Blanchard gave me a drive to New Brunswick, Thursday morning after Bearlys. What makes Matt the awesome is the fact that he let me drink in his car the whole way. By the time I got to Moncton I was succesfully drunk and ran into my friends place without knocking. To find them not home, and their new roommate wondering who the fuck that crazy drunk girl is.
I went to some awesome shows all weekend with Eric, Gumby, and Josue. I had a pretty spectacular time the entire weekend. My mother came to pick me up on Saturday in Moncton. On the way to our house we stopped by the liquor store where I found my grand-father drunk off his ass. The man actually hugged me, in all 20 years of my life, I have never received anything from him but "wow you're fat" and other little sly comments. But he hugged and bought me booze. It was so weird. I went to see my daddy who immediately made me down shots, I swear my family has lost its mind.
I got a drive to Bouctouche and went on the hunt for my best friend. I asked so many people on the street if they had seen her it was ridiculous. I went knocking on doors looking for her until finally I got the answer "she's at home crying".. I got in a cab, walked in her front door without knocking, started screaming her name and got the best hug of my entire life. It was one of those genuine hugs. She was crying about some bullshit, I swear the people in Bouctouche live to make others miserable. When she felt better, which didn't take long, she was so shocked to see me, without warning nonetheless. We went drinking and had a good old best friend time.
Got home, cleaned my apartment, went to work. End of vacation.
One little thing though from my vacation, I'm the kind of person who doesn't remember a single detail about music. I mean I love it and listen to music 85% of my day, but I just can't remember song names, album names, band names, lead singer names, I just can't. BUT I do have an amazing memory when it comes to people. I'll remember the littlest detail and do things for people based on this information. I don't ask for anything in return, but I thank you would be nice. This is the last time I wake up early to buy Mr.Freeze for someone so they won't be hung over. "Where the hell were you" and "Well I already ate" werent the kind of responses I was looking for.
Aww fuck it.
Right so.
posted by Lindsay at 7/18/2005
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