Things We Say:
I have been confused for all kinds of races. My first supervisor swore I was from Haiti.--Mexican Chris
Maria and Chris don't have sex, it's dirty--Me
Yeah man, no sex before marriage.--Maria
We don't have sex, we fuck--Chris
My dad was a gang member in Mexico. He had a gold car. And pet monkeys.--Chris
Shenanigans, we all know you're Haitian--The Bruce
I don't like asses in my face.--Maria
Chris' face looks like an ass.--David Kidd
Your mom doesn't seem to mind--Chris
Chug--Chris
No, I'm taking it home.--Mirkna
No I meant your drink--Chris
Oh, yeah I am--Mirkna
How are gonna chug a schnitzel?--Chris
When it comes to my husband, when in doubt, doubt him.--Brianna
Man, the chest hair on the Bruce makes him at least 25. Don't let the braces fool you--Chris
How does a Real Estate company sell its office without causing confusion?--Jeff
There's something about a fuzzy pink dalmatian diaper that just screams, "This baby is a CLASS ACT," am I right? HA. Future Penny is going to hate me so hard.--Temerity Jane
If I would have known she was going to start bawling, I wouldn't have told her to chase after that taxi for the dude--Me
Maria's racist about the grey pidgeons. She's gonna start a genocide on the gray race.--David
I was not aware that pidgeons had races... species maybe, but not races--Me
It just fits in with the fact she's german.--David
Blurb My Brain:
So last night was my two friends' bachelor/ette party. Somehow we were supposed to split up into the bachelor/bachelorette parties, but we ended up all hanging out at the bar and having a good time. I got drunk, but only a nice calmed, relaxed, numb drunk. I was happy being this drunk, but apparently I had earned the title of Debbie Downer. I got yelled at for missing my boyfriend, (even though he really had nothing to do with it at all) and for being grumpy at the end of the night. It was 4am, and I was just done with the night. I was feeling sick (but unrelated to the alcohol, it was the fact I'm still recovering from whatever stomach sickness I had the previous weekend) and was getting tired. Somehow people thought that I had a blast last weekend, but that wasn't the case. I hated last weekend and never want another night like that again. I finally get home and then I get to the couch and i was so excited. But I guess I needed therapy.
I have great friends, who have helped me with so much. But, somehow when I said I'm ok, no one believes me. Being in a long distance relationship sucks. It is hard. Knowing your loved one is in Korea and you're in Germany is hard. But I have found a way to cope with it, and that is getting through each day as it comes. Therefore, when I'm ready for bed, I'm ready for bed. I'm not depressed, I haven't lost my spirit of life, I'm not missing him any more than usual, I just want to get to bed. Maybe I should have taken the apartment keys when they offered them. But I was fine, just nauseous, and a little annoyed with the drunken Shenanigans that were happening.
PS: Repeating yourself gets annoying even to drunk people.
This is just me telling you to believe me when I say I'm alright, because you should know that I'll reach out if I need help.
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