So I'm in psych class.....bored off my ass. I have this huge hole in my jeans on my inner thigh that keeps ripping....its now to the middle/back of my leg lol. I'm just waiting for it to rip off. I call them my asshole jeans cuz I have a huge hole on the butt too next to my pocket.
Wow I love psych class. Fuck this.
I hung out with Dallas yesterday..........him, Robbie, and I went to dinner and then we got Robbie high for the first time. I like where we're at right now, we're friends. That's what I wanted in the first place, but I guess all of the drama and bullshit had to happen before we could get to that point. It sucks because he's here and Brian isn't. I could easily get attention from Dallas.......but not Brian. I don't like to be clingy anyway. I just hope he misses me as much as I miss him.
Brian needs to get off. That's my goal for this weekend.
So I never talked about Maryland and Chicago.
By the way here is the link to my horrible pictures from both locations: CLICK on this
I drove to Chicago which took me about 2 and a half hours. Because of the time change that day I ended up being 40 minutes late to my tattoo appointment instead of 20 minutes early. I'm lucky she was still there. It took two and a half hours to tattoo me and I was fine until about hour two and started to feel like I was going to vomit. It was horrible because it burned so bad. It was as if she were branding and cutting me at the same time....but she said I toughed it out, cuz I'm a hardass like that. By the way people, getting tattoos on your ribs sucks ass. After that we walked around Chicago all day, went to the Millennium park/some pizza place/Sears Tower/Magnificent Mile/Water Tower/Navy Pier, then left.
It was fun....and the weather was amazing.
I left the Indianapolis airport at 8:30 and landed in Atlanta around 10:30.......my flight to Baltimore didn't leave until 1:45 because it ended up getting delayed because of problems with the aircraft......so we changed planes and I got there around 3:15. I was there from Wednesday afternoon to Friday morning. On Wed. we went to the mall and I met all of her friends which was cool because now I can put faces to the people she talks about online. (BY THE WAY, if you're confused, I went to see my friend Rachel that I met online almost 6 years ago....we've hung out twice before my trip). Anyway.....we ended up getting drunk at her friend Ashley's place. I went to bed around 6 but couldnt go to sleep til I got sick, and then when I layed back down my stomach woke me up again so I decided to pass out in the bathroom because I was too lazy to get up just to have to walk back to the bathroom. But.....I woke up like an hour later, got up, crashed on the couch and got up at 8:30 and we left...........then her grandparents took our hungover asses to D.C. and I got to ride around and take pictures. We didn't get out of the car until right before we left and I got to go up to the Lincoln Memorial. The water between the Monument and Lincoln Memorial was drained out so we walked in that.....I felt like Forest Gump.
But yeah......when we got back to D.C. we went to Ihop that night because I guess it's a tradition with her friends....so I got to say goodbye to all of them. It was really nice hanging out and getting to meet all of them.
On Friday morning they dropped me off at the airport and I went to print out my tickets......my flight was fucking canceled because of the shitty weather, because I had a connecting flight in Connecticut. So I freaked out and the lady put me on Standby for a flight to Cleveland then to Indianapolis......I got on so I actually got home earlier than I was supposed to.
That's my story about my spring break.
However......I had a run-in with a fucking cop on my mother fucking birthday. Go FIGURE.
I drove home to have dinner with my parents and grandparents and then went home to have cake and ice cream. I put a barbie decoration on my cake lol. Hardcore....but yeah, after we did all that and my grandparents left, I drove across town and met my handsome Brian at Cool Creek Park. I think there have been problems with prostitution and what not there.....but I SWEAR we didn't do anything but sit and talk when we were there. We were in my car and Brian's car was parked next to mine, we see a fucking cop coming so Brian gets out to get into his car so we can leave and the fucking cop is like 'GET IN THE CAR' so he gets back in my car and he's like CLOSE THE DOOR, so he closes my door. The fucking pig comes up to my passenger side window, I roll it down, he makes Brian get out of the car, asks where his ID is and Brians like, it's in my car thats locked, and so he's like well unlock it so I can get your ID.....Brian, who wont be 21 til August has alcohol in the back, kinda hidden, well the cop gets his ID.....and I cant hear anything going on but I guess the cop asked him what the stains were on his pants from work, thinking they were jizz stains, and Brian's just like "we didnt do anything we're just sitting here hanging out because she's home from Ball State for her birthday"....well the cop comes over to my side im still in the car and being the total asshole he is, he asks in a jerkoff way "how old are u?" and im like "19, its actually my birthday" so he asks for my ID and i get out my wallet, undo it and show him and hes like I NEED TO SEE YOUR ID!
im like THIS IS MY ID
so he tells me "GET IT OUT AND LET ME LOOK AT IT
so he takes it....goes to his car to scan me through the database like im some hooker or drug dealer, gets out, talks to brian some more, comes over to my window, and is like THE PARK CLOSED AT DARK THERES A SIGN AT THE ENTRANCE. im like "i didnt see a sign this is my first time ive been here. IF I SAW a sign, i wouldnt BE HERE. but for some reason the asshole pig felt the need to repeat himself and wouldnt shut up about how it was closed. i just wanted to be like i get the fucking point shut up fucking pig. but after all that, he hands me my ID and is like "dont come back"
lol so im laughing, he walks away, and we drive across the street to the walmart parking lot lol
fucking pigs
i dont understand why he couldnt be like "hey the parks closed you have to leave"
no, he had to be a complete dickhead. he was probably just pissed that he didnt find anything.
anyway, thats my story. the end. everyone have an awesome THIRSTY THURSDAY.
Wow I love psych class. Fuck this.
I hung out with Dallas yesterday..........him, Robbie, and I went to dinner and then we got Robbie high for the first time. I like where we're at right now, we're friends. That's what I wanted in the first place, but I guess all of the drama and bullshit had to happen before we could get to that point. It sucks because he's here and Brian isn't. I could easily get attention from Dallas.......but not Brian. I don't like to be clingy anyway. I just hope he misses me as much as I miss him.
Brian needs to get off. That's my goal for this weekend.
So I never talked about Maryland and Chicago.
By the way here is the link to my horrible pictures from both locations: CLICK on this
I drove to Chicago which took me about 2 and a half hours. Because of the time change that day I ended up being 40 minutes late to my tattoo appointment instead of 20 minutes early. I'm lucky she was still there. It took two and a half hours to tattoo me and I was fine until about hour two and started to feel like I was going to vomit. It was horrible because it burned so bad. It was as if she were branding and cutting me at the same time....but she said I toughed it out, cuz I'm a hardass like that. By the way people, getting tattoos on your ribs sucks ass. After that we walked around Chicago all day, went to the Millennium park/some pizza place/Sears Tower/Magnificent Mile/Water Tower/Navy Pier, then left.
It was fun....and the weather was amazing.
I left the Indianapolis airport at 8:30 and landed in Atlanta around 10:30.......my flight to Baltimore didn't leave until 1:45 because it ended up getting delayed because of problems with the aircraft......so we changed planes and I got there around 3:15. I was there from Wednesday afternoon to Friday morning. On Wed. we went to the mall and I met all of her friends which was cool because now I can put faces to the people she talks about online. (BY THE WAY, if you're confused, I went to see my friend Rachel that I met online almost 6 years ago....we've hung out twice before my trip). Anyway.....we ended up getting drunk at her friend Ashley's place. I went to bed around 6 but couldnt go to sleep til I got sick, and then when I layed back down my stomach woke me up again so I decided to pass out in the bathroom because I was too lazy to get up just to have to walk back to the bathroom. But.....I woke up like an hour later, got up, crashed on the couch and got up at 8:30 and we left...........then her grandparents took our hungover asses to D.C. and I got to ride around and take pictures. We didn't get out of the car until right before we left and I got to go up to the Lincoln Memorial. The water between the Monument and Lincoln Memorial was drained out so we walked in that.....I felt like Forest Gump.
But yeah......when we got back to D.C. we went to Ihop that night because I guess it's a tradition with her friends....so I got to say goodbye to all of them. It was really nice hanging out and getting to meet all of them.
On Friday morning they dropped me off at the airport and I went to print out my tickets......my flight was fucking canceled because of the shitty weather, because I had a connecting flight in Connecticut. So I freaked out and the lady put me on Standby for a flight to Cleveland then to Indianapolis......I got on so I actually got home earlier than I was supposed to.
That's my story about my spring break.
However......I had a run-in with a fucking cop on my mother fucking birthday. Go FIGURE.
I drove home to have dinner with my parents and grandparents and then went home to have cake and ice cream. I put a barbie decoration on my cake lol. Hardcore....but yeah, after we did all that and my grandparents left, I drove across town and met my handsome Brian at Cool Creek Park. I think there have been problems with prostitution and what not there.....but I SWEAR we didn't do anything but sit and talk when we were there. We were in my car and Brian's car was parked next to mine, we see a fucking cop coming so Brian gets out to get into his car so we can leave and the fucking cop is like 'GET IN THE CAR' so he gets back in my car and he's like CLOSE THE DOOR, so he closes my door. The fucking pig comes up to my passenger side window, I roll it down, he makes Brian get out of the car, asks where his ID is and Brians like, it's in my car thats locked, and so he's like well unlock it so I can get your ID.....Brian, who wont be 21 til August has alcohol in the back, kinda hidden, well the cop gets his ID.....and I cant hear anything going on but I guess the cop asked him what the stains were on his pants from work, thinking they were jizz stains, and Brian's just like "we didnt do anything we're just sitting here hanging out because she's home from Ball State for her birthday"....well the cop comes over to my side im still in the car and being the total asshole he is, he asks in a jerkoff way "how old are u?" and im like "19, its actually my birthday" so he asks for my ID and i get out my wallet, undo it and show him and hes like I NEED TO SEE YOUR ID!
im like THIS IS MY ID
so he tells me "GET IT OUT AND LET ME LOOK AT IT
so he takes it....goes to his car to scan me through the database like im some hooker or drug dealer, gets out, talks to brian some more, comes over to my window, and is like THE PARK CLOSED AT DARK THERES A SIGN AT THE ENTRANCE. im like "i didnt see a sign this is my first time ive been here. IF I SAW a sign, i wouldnt BE HERE. but for some reason the asshole pig felt the need to repeat himself and wouldnt shut up about how it was closed. i just wanted to be like i get the fucking point shut up fucking pig. but after all that, he hands me my ID and is like "dont come back"
lol so im laughing, he walks away, and we drive across the street to the walmart parking lot lol
fucking pigs
i dont understand why he couldnt be like "hey the parks closed you have to leave"
no, he had to be a complete dickhead. he was probably just pissed that he didnt find anything.
anyway, thats my story. the end. everyone have an awesome THIRSTY THURSDAY.
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I have been in the back of a police car but they didn't handcuff me.