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2001-11-22 06:48:47 (UTC)

I Think I'm Going to Explode... That Happens Sometimes.

Wow, the past 2 days have felt like at least a week. I
don't know why. Monday night consisted of myself, Maria,
Kat, Mike, Jake, Clay, Andy, and Jim (Jake's older bro)
going to Buster's and playing pool- girls on one table,
guys on the other... although Andy played on the girls'
table... wow. Insulting.
We stuck there for a little while, and then everyone
except Clay and Jim came over here. (My home is now
officially the HangOut House... what're they gonna do when
I move? Probably still come here). After arriving here, I
went and picked up Frances and then we watched The Devil's
Advocate, after which Kat, Maria, and Andy went home,
leaving me with- you guessed it- the trio of male
degenerates. Jake snoozed off early, as he had to work, and
Mike and Frances went up soon after the movie finished. I
followed about an hour later, not getting to sleep until-
you guessed it again- sunrise. After pitifully few hours of
sleep, I brought home Mike and Frances and came
back...don't remember what I did after that. Slept I assume.
Which brings us to yesterday...wait...that was yesterday.
Goddammit, I need a regular sleep pattern. Anyway, I ended
up with Steph, Kat, Mike, and Seth at Cafe on the Corner.
Kat brought Mike and Steph home eventually, and I spent the
night over Seth's. He's extremely good at being cuddly.
(No, nothing happened, but he did take my shirt off with
his teeth... Seth's an interesting guy)
We woke up around 12:30, when his dad came and scared the
bejesus out of us both, and we left around 2 to go get
Amanda from UNH, after which Seth brought me home... I'd
planned on passing out, but I ended up going to the Fox Run
Mall with Kat, Mike, and ... joyfully... BRIAN! I haven't
seen him in months, since he's been at college in NY. Bri
is such a fuckin' cool guy, you can't help but like him.
He's my rice krispie treat (don't ask).
At the mall we met up with Steph, Robin and Jess, and
after leaving the mall we went to Bickford's to see if
Picard was working. He wasn't, but we had fun with the
waitress... (are we getting billed for the casual sex? can
I bring some of that casual sex home in a doggy bag for
later? I'm broke, but can I eat the menu? The stuff on the
cover looks yummy! Etc.) It was quite fun.
After Bickford's, we parted ways with Robin, Steph and
Jess heading out in one car and myself, Mike, Bri, and Kat
in Kat's car. Kat dropped me off first, and perhaps 15
mintues later, I answered a knock on the door to see Mike
standing there, and...
We had sex on the couch in my den.

Had you for a sec there, didn't I?
Anyway, he had come back in his car since he was all elated
that it got fixed, and then Bri and Kat came back. I was
totally perplexed by this point, but decided I didn't give
a fuck. We sat around my den (for a change- *snicker*) and
watched TV for a bit. They just left.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving... joy. rapture. This means I get
to take care of my Aunties' children... NOT COOL. Last year
they ripped my door off the doorframe. Don't ask me how
they did it, destructive little monsters. But I get to make
fun of my sister's being fat (she's pregnant, which is
great, but I'm still calling her fat just cause little
sisters were made to antagonize older sisters, and though
I've been doing so for over 18 years I don't plan on
stopping now)so I guess that's okay. I'm hoping to make it
through tomorrow...

I'm all lonely right now for some reason. (Yeah, what
else is new, right?) I don't know if I want to be in a
stable relationship with someone or not... I think I might,
not that it matters since I'm leaving soon anyway. I just
miss having someone who cared that way about me, and I miss
having that mutual, special feeling with someone. But based
on the way my past 2 relationships have gone/ended, maybe
it's better that way.
Speaking of mutual happiness with someone, Mike and
Kat are absolutely adorable. I have the feeling (yeah, here
we go, Kat) that they'll end up together... maybe not as
soon as everyone thinks, but it's going to happen.
I really hope it does. I don't know if I've ever seen
Mike this happy, and I know Kat will be good to him, and
him to her. I love them both like mad and it'd be great if
they got together because I wouldn't have to worry about
them treating each other badly. I'm having a difficult time
getting a reading on Kat, but if my senses are as right on
as they usually are, then Mike is definately smitten.
(They're so cute together...seriously!) Mike needs a girl
who won't be a (cheating) bitch, and I'd like to see Kat
with a non-assholish, unabusive guy, so there ya go. Maybe
that's why I'm feeling wistful lately... (The emotion, not
Steph, perverts)... because I always loved the part of a
relationship where it isn't official yet, but you know that
the feelings are shared, and that's where they are. I miss
that feeling. Yeah, well, life sucks. Get a fucking helmet,
right? Right.
If I don't write again, it's because my cousins killed me.

Current Music: I Dreamed A Dream- Les Miserables

There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong...
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame...
He slept a summer by my side,
He filled my days with endless wonder;
He took my childhood in his stride,
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me,
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed...
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.