Things We Say:
I mean, it's not like we weren't attracted to each other. We can't be in a room together without ripping our clothes off. We just weren't a good fit otherwise.--David
I wasn't talking to them--Person 1
You told me they were MP wives--Person 2
I just didn't want you to know.--Person 1
Ok, so I didn't really find this funny. But it made it here because it basically didn't make sense.
All men have flaws. That guy, that guy, that guy, THAT guy definitely.... but if you can love Boyfriend for his flaws, then you two should be fine--Boyfriend's old supervisor.
He told me a bunch of things I needed to hear last night. Most of which, I already knew. And some of which was him looking out for his friend. But he made me want to catch a cab to Frankfurt (trains stopped running already by this time of night) and fly to Seoul. Because I miss Boyfriend terribly.
I have been following your blog for a long time. I actually go to your page and see if you have a new entry. I was SOO angry because I was going to be that 25th "like" on your facebook page and then I saw "Thanks to Michelle Baker" on there I was so angry.--Morgan
Awww. So you like my blog then! I was afraid that my rantings were basically just stupid and not a soul cared about them.--Me
No, I love it! It's so AVERAGE. You talk about everyday things that everyone goes through, and that's why I love it. I don't want to read a blog about traveling to Africa to run with the zebras.--Morgan
Right? I thought "No one is going to read an entry about me watching TV in a hotel room and eating a bag of potato chips!" But my blog does not claim to be extraordinary. I say so in my title.--Me
I LOVE this conversation because of 3 things: the girl who I am talking with is pretty, and nice; the girl and I are talking about something I do; and it means that what I'm doing here is actually read by someone. And that makes me a very happy panda. :)
Blurb My Brain:
So last night was my last Friday night. I may or may not have done Hollaback girl by Gwen Stefani on Karaoke. I may or may not have drank 5 Captain and cokes, a shot of Jaeger, a Vegas Bomb, a strawberry kiwi shot, a pop rocks shot, and a Vodka Redbull. I may or may not have demanded a hug from my best friend, got shot down, and then another best friend had to force him to give me a hug. I may or may not have cried.
Last night was rather drama filled (with other people I guess). But you know what? I think it finally hit me that I'm leaving here. Sure somehow the Hotel Monotony wasn't enough to tell me. And babysitting also wasn't enough to let me know because my parents were clearing our house. But last night, seeing so many GREAT friends and thinking that in 4 short days (because days really are quite short) I will never see MOST of them again. I can kind of understand why Boyfriend once nearly cried over a storm sewer he threw up in.
Just SO many good memories with these people. So many. And in 4 days that will be all they are.
Memories.
If you aren't moving, go out with your friends tonight. (It's allowed, because it is Saturday) Bring a camera or a phone with a camera. One of these days you are going to wish you had. I haven't even left yet and I am yearning for the whole the good friends are creating.
I love you guys.
*ALSO* I am sober typing this. lol.
I mean, it's not like we weren't attracted to each other. We can't be in a room together without ripping our clothes off. We just weren't a good fit otherwise.--David
I wasn't talking to them--Person 1
You told me they were MP wives--Person 2
I just didn't want you to know.--Person 1
Ok, so I didn't really find this funny. But it made it here because it basically didn't make sense.
All men have flaws. That guy, that guy, that guy, THAT guy definitely.... but if you can love Boyfriend for his flaws, then you two should be fine--Boyfriend's old supervisor.
He told me a bunch of things I needed to hear last night. Most of which, I already knew. And some of which was him looking out for his friend. But he made me want to catch a cab to Frankfurt (trains stopped running already by this time of night) and fly to Seoul. Because I miss Boyfriend terribly.
I have been following your blog for a long time. I actually go to your page and see if you have a new entry. I was SOO angry because I was going to be that 25th "like" on your facebook page and then I saw "Thanks to Michelle Baker" on there I was so angry.--Morgan
Awww. So you like my blog then! I was afraid that my rantings were basically just stupid and not a soul cared about them.--Me
No, I love it! It's so AVERAGE. You talk about everyday things that everyone goes through, and that's why I love it. I don't want to read a blog about traveling to Africa to run with the zebras.--Morgan
Right? I thought "No one is going to read an entry about me watching TV in a hotel room and eating a bag of potato chips!" But my blog does not claim to be extraordinary. I say so in my title.--Me
I LOVE this conversation because of 3 things: the girl who I am talking with is pretty, and nice; the girl and I are talking about something I do; and it means that what I'm doing here is actually read by someone. And that makes me a very happy panda. :)
Blurb My Brain:
So last night was my last Friday night. I may or may not have done Hollaback girl by Gwen Stefani on Karaoke. I may or may not have drank 5 Captain and cokes, a shot of Jaeger, a Vegas Bomb, a strawberry kiwi shot, a pop rocks shot, and a Vodka Redbull. I may or may not have demanded a hug from my best friend, got shot down, and then another best friend had to force him to give me a hug. I may or may not have cried.
Last night was rather drama filled (with other people I guess). But you know what? I think it finally hit me that I'm leaving here. Sure somehow the Hotel Monotony wasn't enough to tell me. And babysitting also wasn't enough to let me know because my parents were clearing our house. But last night, seeing so many GREAT friends and thinking that in 4 short days (because days really are quite short) I will never see MOST of them again. I can kind of understand why Boyfriend once nearly cried over a storm sewer he threw up in.
Just SO many good memories with these people. So many. And in 4 days that will be all they are.
Memories.
If you aren't moving, go out with your friends tonight. (It's allowed, because it is Saturday) Bring a camera or a phone with a camera. One of these days you are going to wish you had. I haven't even left yet and I am yearning for the whole the good friends are creating.
I love you guys.
*ALSO* I am sober typing this. lol.
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