Like it will never end.

Harder, faster, better, stronger... eventually

Wed, 02 Sep 2009 23:07:26 GMT

This is one of the primary reason I do not go on facebook - too many memories. Realization of the fact that the high school years are gone. All four of them, all the smiles, tears, drama, emotions... It's a different world now. We're only getting older and older. I want to go back. Go back to the time when my dad was alive. After having a most amazing day I find myself on my bed with tears ready to roll down my cheeks because the past means a time before he died. For some reason I just wanted to put on that sad depressing song. Everyone has one of those, the ones that are representative of a certain time of their life, the song that is always skipped in the iTunes because it is too much to bare. Well for once, I wanted to put on that song and feel all the pain.
Life is an abstract concept.. We are born into this world, in the end we die. Between those two we have some 70 years to occupy the planet if we're lucky. 80% (I assume) of us will be raised by at least one if not two parents, go to school, go to college, graduate, get a job, get married... same bullshit over and over again. No wonder people turn to drugs and alcohol to deal with their fucking life. It sucks.
I do not want to have children. I don't need the lecture on the importance of continuing your generation and blah blah blah. Bringing a child into this world maybe an emotional experience, but it is alco a cliche. You become just one of the many others blending into the crowd. A mother, a wife, a caregiver. My opinion on the subject is if you're taking care of one being, why not take care of the whole planet? Why not make a name, make the money, contribute to charity, work on world peace. We're too wrapped up in personal instincts and too wrapped up in this innovation of technology. What percentage of cell phones on the market has touch screens now? And when the hell did touch screens come out? I can tell you for sure it was while I was in high school. What took the world population many years to accomplish in technology advancement now takes only months if not a year or two. We're moving to fast and I am getting the spidey sense (got that from Cody) that this cannot lead to now good. It's too much, too fast and I would not be surprised if the world ended in 2012. How can this planet handle us with our electricity and manipulation of resources, our Wall Street and our iPhones. Doesn't anyone ever think that maybe life was better a little bit ago, that perhaps we should have stopped once we got our computers and our instant access to whatever we want... I mean 3D freaking cameras for recreational (not professional) use. And by the prices (yes, a regular laptop goes for 500 dollars now a days with warranty) we can see how fast all these new things lose value.

Now that I am completely and utterly depressed I don't even need no freaking songs. I am going to go take a shower.

Welcome to College

Fri, 28 Aug 2009 23:51:21 GMT

Welcome to my live journal. College Edition.

I really wish that all of my closest friends will be able to read this blog now that I am at school. Summer was all parties and friends and fun. Now I am at school and I realized that due to the lack of friends here, I end up thinking a lot more than I should. These thoughts are the ones that I will put down in my attempt to capture the college experience.
The basics - Salisbury University. The campus is not too big. The dorms are pretty cool. The blower - one shower, two toilets and all of this for 10 people. How do 10 people shower in one shower and manage to get to classes on time? I had to shower in the middle of the day today between the orientation programs.
Yesterday was the first day on campus, unpacked, looked around... as I said, small campus, but very cozy. In the evening I went to a frat party with Phil, one of the friends from back home. First night on campus was a success. Met lots of drunk people, some guys, some girls, all interesting (maybe because they were wasted, or maybe I was?). Got back to campus and slept all through the convocation and the discussion activities.
Hopefully I will see the different side of college once classes start on Monday. I am also already one day behind on my whole stopping smoking thing. Gotta finish some bio stuff before class and maybe go drink later. Have fun guys!

the 'L' word...

Tue, 07 Jul 2009 11:09:35 GMT

After two months of endless toking, nights out, weeks away in Europe... waiting for me, yearning, desiring... After two months, when it is absolutely unnecessary... He says 'I love you'.
I don't want to know, don't want to be, I exist and why are anyone's feelings my problem? I'm in a false-marriage to Kris. Off limits.

Oh my... I want my Kris back right mother fucking now.

Fuck my life.

Mon, 04 May 2009 19:27:39 GMT

I have my fist AP exam tomorrow. Then work, hair appointment at 5.
Wednesday me and Huyen need to finish the certificates for internship after I get off work and I need to pack.
Thursday is the second AP and I need to get my nails and brows done if I can't tomorrow.
Friday... leave school, go chill, get ready with Arianna and whoever else. Prom.
Saturday - after prom, get home, finish packing... OFF TO RUSSIA AND ESTONIA FOR A WEEK AND A HALF.

I felt if I didn't type all of this out for myself I would have it all lost in my mind.
This is a lot of shit to do before I leave. I should prob go start packing. Eh...

[Kris is coming to MD to see me and Amanda graduate... =]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]

Fuck my life.

Fri, 24 Apr 2009 21:45:51 GMT

FUCK YOU STUPID ... SOFTWARE... COMPUTER... PERSON... WHOEVER FUCKED UP GETTING MY PAYCHECK TO ME ON TIME.
I DO HOPE YOU GET RAPED UP THE ASS WITH SOMETHING HARD AND SANDPAPERY AND THEN GET STD'S FROM A HOOKER.

Could bust a knee cap right now. Worst part - I know Sam was depending on it too because of the doctor crap and I hate letting him down. Fuck my life.

And since when did Switzerland become the most hated nation? I always said that I was and remained Switzerland, however I also remained friends with both parties involved. Then why the hell does he think it's okay to avoid me and honk at me on the road every now and then to let me know he's alive and in the area. Not to mention that it bothers me and I hate, I can't even get used to it... It's abstract. I still remember how we all used to hang out together. What the fuck happened in the last two months?... It's a subject that I hate hearing about, but yes, I finally talked about because I have my stance too and I'd rather keep a friend over an acquaintance. This isn't fair.

Script of a serial killer.

Fri, 24 Apr 2009 00:05:35 GMT

I try not to let most things phase me, but this does. Lying, cheating, scamming individuals who think they are so sly. Or perhaps not, but do not give you the benefit of the doubt that you can see straight through their lies. Well, I have something to say to you, my dear friend, fuck you and your plans.

As for other individuals that I wish to get out of my head and am hopelessly stuck on... I give up. I don't want to go there, ruin all my perfect fancies with awkwardness and ruined friendships, scandals. Not worth it. Anticipate 50% heart ache in the future. *Let it be however your soul interprets this script...*

I want Colorado and warm weather and long nights ... sunrise and coffee and to drown in perfection of time. I don't give Kris half the credit he deserves, for how sweet he is to me, even when I don't deserve it... *You're Venus, I am Earth, oh Eva how much I loved you.*

Let fall sit where it is. I'm not anxious to leave, I'll have all the time in the world to enjoy the fruits of Salisbury. I want to finish school and have a long summer. Work as much as I can, go back to Europe for a bit. Finally face myself before the graves of my loved ones, find out who I really am.

Anxiousness and tranquility are an odd combination. I wonder if it is explosive. Guess I'll find out tonight.

*Lonely, lonely, I am so lonely.... пусть всё будет как решит монолог твоей души.*

Pros and Cons of crossing over to the enemy line

Mon, 20 Apr 2009 03:56:35 GMT

Me and Rene have known each other for two and a half years, and out of the blue we take the metro down to DC to spend together some quality time and finally get to know each other. I don't remember when all the hand-holding and romanticism started but now I am presented with a decision that I have to make, thus the pros and cons of dating an Estonian.
My mother commented that we look alike, on which I was going red in the face and plain mad on simply the idea of me looking at all like an Estonian. At the same time I am a hypocrite because I like the way he looks.
If I think of him as just a guy I know, who is really cool and with whom I had an amazing time in the city there seems to be no issues, but in the back of my mind it pops up: his birthday is 12/13/91, exactly nine months after me. He doesn't look like he's younger, but in a sense I do have a policy of guys being older and taller. Laura said that Dan is younger than her, yet it's different, they grew up together. Me and Rene just grew up in the same country.
It's nice to finally be able to talk about something like Vana Tallinn or Laagna and have someone understand what I mean. At the same time our origin is a negative point because amidst the dinner in Chinatown we started fighting over the Bronze soldier, the statue commemorating the lost Russian soldiers in the WWII, which the Estonian government took down two years ago. I will always stand up for my people,but he will always stand up for his, and he shares their opinions, while I share those of the Russian population of Estonia. At one point we both shut up and decided that if we're going to be friends we are not allowed to talk about these things, it will kill the friendship. It's a point of opposition that will never go away, and I have never been fond of Estonians, while he is not too fond of Russians. I told him he's my only Estonian friend who has walked away from me alive. I left DC and on the metro home I realized that I gained a friend, perhaps a boyfriend, who is funny and smart and at the same time, I gained an enemy, because this kind of thing does not fly well at home. My mom right away start making jokes that were uncalled for, and I would have laughed along normally, but this is about someone I just spend the day hugging and watching 3D dino movies at the museum of natural history with.
I guess I am just lost and don't know what to do.
His friends invited me to go to the party that he was going to that night but I declined because of the last problem: he lives in VA and it's a bitch traveling back and forth all the time. And it's easier to just say fuck it and let this go, but I can't help what I want.

You can take the blame for this one.

Fri, 17 Apr 2009 04:09:07 GMT

After denying my frail immune system for about a year it has hit me with a cold that has left me breathless.

Having you around isn't helping me focus on everything that needs to get done. Hurry up and leave so I can move on with my life.
~~I wish I could fuck you right now.~~

The overtime at work has suddenly become undertime, I don't even begin to imagine my schedule tomorrow and next week. Fuck my life.
Fuck the Dreamgirls encore too.

Have to go rob a bank to pay my deposit to Salisbury. Go Seagulls!!?

I wish school would get off my case. As soon as everything seems so close... I am running out of breath. So close, but I have no idea how I will get there.

I should be spending time with nice boys, someone I could go to prom with. Instead I spend my time bar hopping with 20+ and Sam because they want ~~eye candy with them~~ me to hang out with them.

*Full time work starts June 2nd. Leaving for Denver 2 weeks after that.*

P.s. yay! my computer is a virgin again. Thank you Dell for your crap ass one year warranty that provided me with a brand new hard drive for free. =]

RIP. One year.

Sat, 04 Apr 2009 22:15:02 GMT

"Once you are,
Just another cut away,
Now your scarred,
And these scars won't fade.
I still know,
You don't get something
For nothing,
Without giving up your soul."

RIP Eduard M. Alperovich. 6/27/1949 - 04/04/2008.

Ты никогда больше мне не позвонишь.

Я по тебе скучаю.

Sweetheart, you're not the only one...

Fri, 03 Apr 2009 05:03:06 GMT

Weird things have been happening around here..
Yesterday I was walking home and some acura stopped to let me pass in the middle of the street. They did not have to, so I figured it was Tom but then I thought... if it was Tom he would stop and give me a ride.
Not later than 3 minutes after Tom's car pulled up (and mind me, he didn't pass before me yet, he just turned onto the road I was walking on) and him and Mike were in the car and we drove back to the house, where they helped me do homework and then we spent the night drinking and smoking. It was like some force out there was reading my mind. It was brilliantly perfect!
I'm still mad at myself for fucking everything up this morning (it wasn't nearly as grave as it seems to be, I just like thinking this way so that in case it is I am prepared for it... though it's not).
Aside from that, Kris starts revealing all his deepest darkest monsters to me, as soon as I start replanning my Denver trip. Coincidence? I think not.
On Tuesday I skipped classes to take Amanda to the airport. I was sipping my starbucks at Raegan and watching her pass the security gate, she kept turning and waving up at me cause I was on the second tier. I miss that girl, last I saw of her was her ass as disappeared through the security gate. But anyway, I was sitting there, getting myself ready to go back to Germantown and Northwest and I barely made it out. I felt such crazy Nostalgia, such a sense of longing. I want to be up in the air, to land in Tallinn and forget about this country for a little bit. I can only imagine me and my cousins clubbing together. Everytime I come there they test what I know and what I don't know, depending how old I am. I'm kind of looking forward to it. I just wish it could be now, rather than not knowing when. ....eh, I guess I still have Kris and Denver.

On a sidenote, I think Charles was right, even if he was joking. I will be sad and lonely once HE leaves. Yeah, I'd be losing a friend in a sense, though no more than the rest of my friends who will be going to colleges out of state next year. There will also be some space that will long for him to be back, a part of me that will tell me I was an idiot and should have claimed. After that my rationality will kick in and tell something was always in the way, and my policy of association with anyone in that house. One thing I am happy for is that thank god I am not in love. Not a chance.

Thank you for opening my eyes

Wed, 04 Mar 2009 03:06:55 GMT

Oh my god. You're such a mother fucking man whore. Seriously, it doesn't kill you to look at yourself in the mirror? Holy mother fucking jesus christ. What the flipping fuck? Can you like not fuck someone for at least a second???

I am absolutely speechless.

WHORE.

Stop putting out your cigarettes on my wings

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 21:37:10 GMT

You think you are just soooo cool. But it's okay, you can do that since you are cool. You are the little bit of lemony zest that I think I've needed in my life for a long time. You're unreliable, funny and drink a lot. Sounds like a twisted comedic tragedy.

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Who could have known that two birthdays could have gone such a long way? Last night didn't even hold any special revelations, or the night before that neither, but the enjoyment of a fun weekend just gets me all giddy.
Today had to come around though and then Nagel had to call. If it wasn't for his aversion of my nicotine habit and my aversion of his immaturity we go together like peanut butter and jelly. Except I just don't do that stuff anymore. It's amazing how two and a half years can pull a complete 180 on a person and make them view life from a completely different perspective.

12 days until I hit the legal board line.

I wrote your name and started crying.

Sat, 21 Feb 2009 21:30:52 GMT

Yesterday me and John were smoking outside and he was waiting for me to finish my cigarette when the conversation trailed to my apartment in Moscow, then to my dad. Abruptly he started apologizing for my dad's death and I am not used to it so I started blabbing about the leap year and Alex dying and Ilya's suicide and my necessity to see the graves and how what doesn't kill me makes me stronger and that I've survived through this. I don't know who kept pushing the topic or why because all I wanted to was to shut up and stop ruining the night when the party has barely began but it was like word vomit, building up inside me without realization of it. After everyone left me and Sam were alone around 4 am and we started talking about everything that has happened the past couple of weeks and he started comparing me to the girls who were over and telling me how much higher my intelligence level is. I've heard that rant so many times and I was pushing the conversation towards how that affects my emotional output. I look like iron sometimes, feel like one, but somewhere on the inside there has to be some sort of terror and devestation. I don't understand myself anymore and the only way to figure it out is to wait till my 18th in three weeks and fly to Denver to see Kris. The only things is that I think about that and I start feeling. I feel fear.

Collision

Tue, 03 Feb 2009 03:28:58 GMT

Sometimes the Russian pop music, Moscow, my friends...Ilya's death, my dad's, Alex's, their graves waiting for me... all of that just doesn't fit into my American suburban life. I forget English, I listen to the stupid tone deaf singer, want to call Serg and call him and cry about how much I miss St. Petersburg and Russia and him. Fuck. It's oil and water, it will never mix. It hurts when I shift from here and now into then and there that does not exist anymore, that's an idea, the amazing moments in the sun, walking with Serg hand in hand, 4 years ago and last summer... Some sort of happy, different preppy walking around. I'm just losing my mind.

Like the trip to Denver is not enough. The looney bin calls my name.

Take me as I am.

Fri, 30 Jan 2009 03:52:20 GMT

I've had no luck at all. My passport, permit, credit card were taken. I missed my flight to Denver. I keep drinking and passing out and blacking out on top of that. I haven't gone a morning without a hangover. I quit smoking and now I'm bitchy. Me and Kris are fighting because I was being stupid while I was drunk and decided to pick a fight with him for the hell of it. I got a D on my comp sci exam, and then asked Haggag out to coffee, so we can discuss that grade. That did not fly. I have his cell number now though... so do all his AP classes now. Paul is his aide for that class though, so we chill.

Life is not complete ruin though, I am working my butt off because I was too lazy to come in the whole week. Working my butt of means more money, on top of the nice pay I am getting as it is. I can pay off my mom sooner and book my flight to Denver for spring break. Maybe take up smoking again. Buy some books. Which reminds me that I need to pick up the pace on Pride and Prejudice.

School is alright. I don't even care for my schedule much because I am only there until 11 am. I know someone in every one of my classes, so I have plenty to yap about with them. But quite frankly I just do not give a fuck.

The only thing that can make me happy now is warm weather, so I am looking forward to the 48 on Sunday.

Count down to adulthood begins. Month and a half left. 18 and free. Tick tock.

I'm shiny and you know, don't know why you'd want to blow it...

Thu, 15 Jan 2009 01:46:57 GMT

I found out something quite exciting.
Not only am I developing good habits, I can also change myself on a subconscious level.
I've been known for being a heavy sleeper, I could sleep through a tornado, an earthquake and an air raid, on top of which my alarm, my cell and breaking dishes and not wake up.
I remembered when one of my friends paraphrased Carlos Castaneda and in essence there is an exercise which involves focusing on seeing something in your sleep. The easiest one to master is your hands, which I have done a long time ago. I changed the orientation of that exercise into focusing on waking up to any noise I hear, and thinking about it while I'm in the alpha stage. Surprisingly I've even answered the phone last night after sleeping for two hours, though I was having a nightmare. On the other hand I repeated this various times during the last two days with having late night visitors and all.
Now I am getting back to reading Castaneda and trying to find what other mind tricks of his I could redirect to my own personal use. My goals is to outstretch my memory as much as possible, capturing things in almost digital format. This helps with a lot of with increasing reading speed too - because I want to finish all the books that I've bought and borrowed since June and I never have enough time.

On the other hand, hopefully there will be a lot of time for that on my flight to Denver next Friday. It's relieving because I do not have to worry about anyone else getting confused or lost or stressing me out. Airports are my touchstone. I love flying and I don't even mind the long wait in Minneapolis. Not to mention the five amazing days in Colorado that I will get to spend with my boyfriend.

Oh yeah, bring on the adventure, I'm all ready for it. =]

Try Honesty

Mon, 05 Jan 2009 03:33:30 GMT

So, this year begins with a lot of partying and booze, as a year should. I gradually regain consciousness and start going for something I've had my eye on for a long time. This April if not sooner will take me to Denver where the rest of the story will figure itself out. All I need to know is that I am doing the right thing, best for everybody involved. I am happy now, and I believe I can make someone else happy too. To the New Year, new beginnings and great expectations! =]

Happy New Year to everyone!
С Новым Годом! С новым счастьем!

Happy Holidays...

Fri, 26 Dec 2008 03:28:50 GMT

Just crunking it all away.. Light me another one, captain! I am heading home!

movie mania...

Tue, 09 Dec 2008 04:30:30 GMT

Today was haha... to say the least pretty special. I woke up at 7 and turned over in bed waiting for someone to wake me. Came to school by the end of fourth, when my mom dropped me off on her way to work.
Got out after 5th and went to Hollywood video. There's this guy there named Will, he's one of the shift supervisors I guess, and I have crossed him quite a lot in my ventures of stealing Hummad's sister's account. Anyway, I ended up doing an interview with him about Hollywood video (internship make up assignment) and got to talking about how his grandfather had to flee Russia for shooting a Russian soldier who was harassing a Jewish woman... USSR times of course. Got along famously, so now I am looking at some free DVD rentals if he likes my articles.
After that I went to Gaithersburg to get an ACT prep book from borders, return something at Lakeforest and get a hoodie.
Hollywood video unlocked the copy of the Kung-Fu Panda which they forgot to do Saturday and Alex (:D) came over. The night as always went with a trip to 711 for cigs, then candy and movies, youtube videos, discussion about his ex, smoking in his car waiting for the heat to go up and such and then driving around till he is tired and decides to go home. I love my Alex. =]

working it out

Sat, 06 Dec 2008 00:11:40 GMT

I am cutting most of my hair tomorrow. The split ends are the worst thing ever and I don't know how it happened. I take really good care of my hair and I've even stopped coloring it, so now it is my natural ash blonde color. It's gonna be a little past my shoulders and that is very distressing. My bangs are annoying me too. It's either chopping them off while I am sitting at my lab bench trying to do an experiment or pushing my glasses up over them so I can see, but the problem is that then I can't see because my glasses are off. So those are getting a trim too. And all in all I am thinking of doing hair clips and stuff to keep my hair from being bunched up or tied up in a scrunchy. I remember when I never did that. I just hate having my hair in my face, it annoys me, and stupid winter hat hair too. Uhh... my biggest concern is that it stays silky and healthy.

Yes, I did just write a blog about my hair. Sue me. It's been bugging me. >.<

Disappointing... but redeeming

Sat, 22 Nov 2008 06:30:30 GMT

So me and Hummad went to see Twilight today. We went to wait in line for the theater to open and ran into Justin! ...And Emily! =]
The movie itself was of course disappointing, at least to the baseball scene. Supermassive blackhole made everything so much better and the movie took a turn for the better. They did edit a lot of the stuff and variate it, but that was not too bad. The ending seemed closer to the storyline and the acting was better (again, just closer to the story line). What shook me up in the beginning was that the all confident Edward was portrayed as 'socially awkward' which is what Hummad likes to call it, I however think he came off as a complete retard and the scene were not realistic at all as Meyer portrayed them. Then again, what more should I hope for? It's just Hollywood. Robert Pattinson did surprise me as Edward though, he was well adjusted into his role.
Overall my critique would be that the movie was a success, but if you look further into it I'd have to give it half way thumbs up. It could have been better.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, twilight...and snow

Fri, 21 Nov 2008 05:24:33 GMT

The movie is out tomorrow. Hummad pre ordered the tickets so we can go when I get out of work. I already feel that I am going to dislike the movie, because it's never as good as the book. Unless it is like Blood and Chocolate, but I doubt they would stray from the story line on a best seller like this one. Though they did it in DaVinci Code. Who knows?
I think the cast they picked out for the movie is sort of odd. Not what would have imagined anyway. I have read the entire series, because somehow I just fell for it, and in my mind it is already played out in it own particular way, omitting all the parts of the book I did not like.
I actually borrowed it from the 6th grader I was babysitting at the time and then ended up buying the other 3.
I have tried numerous times to get into Harry Potter, but for the life of me, I just couldn't. It seemed boring. Maybe I am just not into magic. Vampires seem more my thing. Though Amanda has been trying to get me into the series by another author, a vampire series. This should be better because it has lust and sex and violence in it. I just started, but we'll see. Hope it is better than Tantalize, because that book was just plain odd.

On a closing note, I am just sitting, smoking a cigarette, waiting for the snow to start falling.
Ahhh... Happy winter everybody! It's gonna be a long one... said I and pulled my hat lower on my forehead. =]

Click, click..

Tue, 18 Nov 2008 12:34:24 GMT

Please click here and help me out!

I am just doing my own little thing to help the causes that I support.

If you're not interested, you do not have to get involved, but it is absolutely free of charge and is just a little thing you do when you are bored. Anyways, check it out.

Off the top of my head

Tue, 18 Nov 2008 12:19:58 GMT

I have finally found the perfect handbag, it's Kenneth Cole and it has a peace sign on it. This is a great achievement for me because it has taken me a several months to find one. I am way too picky, but I just can't help it. Yeah, it sounds conceited, but at least I didn't buy something for a 100 dollars just because it looks cool and I wore it once. My New York bag is fine, the only issue is the size, it's just not big enough. My GME is fine for now, but it is starting to rip a little and I don't want it to bring down heaven and Earth while my laptop is in it. So I am going with Kenneth Cole.
I am also thinking of applying to TWLOHA for an internship. For a 100 dollars I can come out to Florida and work with them over spring break. This will be a second internship under my belt if it works out and more chances for me to go to Oxford my sophomore year. On the other hand it's also a chance to, even if indirectly, help people who are in my position right now and to meet people who have been. Jamie and Josh and everyone are a very talented and dedicated group of people, and I had a real pleasure meeting them last Friday. I hope to be a part of their team to, and to help as much as I possibly can.
Also, they promised snow today, though I see none. It is somewhat terrifying that we have only come mid way through novemeber and surrounding places already have snow laying on the ground. In Russia, in Estonia, in Finland it is understandable, but here? I have to take the bus to internship everyday, and I am not so sure that they clean up the side walk at the John Hopkin's University, >.< and my new boots may be just a little too low.
Despite no school day, I am getting another day off today because of my teeth. I have an update appointment with my surgeon today. I think I may have ripped one of my stitched, that's where all the pain has been coming from, because it was bearable before, now I am almost out of pain medication. But, anyway, I am sitting home all day under the condition that I will finish my College Park application. This is good, considering I was hyperventilating aboit it last night. I have already applied to all the schools that I do not care for as much but may care about applying, and College Park is the big deal and I just fear not getting in there. St. Mary's is the other loner that is left, but because I am applying regular decision, I am just trying not to worry about their decision at all. May it be if it may. CP is still my first choice.

I really needed to rant. At 7:19 in the morning. >.<

Wild nights out

Sun, 16 Nov 2008 19:34:21 GMT

I'm so happy. Last night was really great. This weekend has been really great all together. Even getting my wisdom teeth extracted did not take away much from it because my man took care of me. =]
On Friday we went down to Union Station in DC to see Josh and Jamie and Byron at TWLOHA get together at Ebenezer's Coffee House. You'd think it would be boring, but I figured - general curiosity, I want to know what it's like. Josh sang the most beautiful songs and Jamie is so ADD you can't help but crack up every time he talks, and him and Byron are good together too. I think it was an awesome experience and I def can't wait till they come back. And I am glad I got so many people to come with me and all of them enjoyed it. Alex and Amanda, Ladas, Paul, Allie and me. It's the weirdest mix of people imaginable. >.<
Saturday morning I got my teeth pulled. One thing I know is I was breathing into the oxygen mask and then I was opening my eyes making eye contact with the assisstant to let her know I was awake. I'm glad I got sedated, I didn't want to sit through an hour of that. And I walked myself out of the office on my own two, the only problem I had was keeping everything I drunk from pouring out of my mouth for the first 4 hours or so. Then Amanda and Alex came over, we rented some movies from Hollywood Video and watched them at my place.Todays is Adil's birthday so we went to his girl's place last night (she goes to George Washington U). Alex dropped me off at Rockville and I was still all groggy on my penicillin and vicodin, waiting outside of potbelly's for half an hour. Got to Andre's place, smoked hookah, the girls got me a yogurt and ice pack, some iced tea and I was set. Hummad was taking care of me too, keeping me warm, giving me stuff to drink, reminding me about medications. I love it when we get to spend quality time together, even with other people. We don't see each other enough. I love him so much. It was a 10 minute process to separate us once we got to my place last night. >.< Inseparable. We also did get home at 5.30 in the morning. But the weekend was fun. Today I am a chipmunk, completely swollen, and about to starve because I just ate the last thing in the house that did not require chewing and I am feeling nauseous. Hopefully I'll finish my college park application and my homework..