the poor little fools that we are went out to play at the bar today. i had about ten bucks in my pocket. peter was the rich one. i felt bad being a mooch but you know how it goes folks.
the fight at the after party is still a big topic on conversation today. all i know is there are a few diffrent events that lead up to the big thing. i heard that p got in a fight with this guys jared or got pushed or something outside which spawned the chick fight, whcih spawned a few people attacking
for trying to end the chick fight.
good times.
i feel so privliaged to be invited to such galas.
its late and i still have
on the brain. its so hard to explain how shes been the last few days but im getting worried about her. she just hasnt been herself lately. i guess there is the obvious reason.
sat night at the party from the seventh ring of hell, we were chilling when she wandered up to me drunk as shit and plopped down at my side. with in a minute shes babbling drunk about this and that, starts giving me the whole sad puppy look while shes tracing her fingers over my shoulders and then down my back. her touch just overwhelmed me and i would have jumped her right there on the table if she wasnt so out of it. i couldnt even tell what she was saying caz she moved behind me now and kept up the little carress as she spoke softly. then she ran off outside somewhere lost in the sea of people.
the next time i saw her she was even more drunk and standing in the middle of the raod sobbing hysterically. i thought something had happened to her so i went out to the street and pulled her back in before she got hit by a car or something. all she kept saying is that she thought
was mad at her caz she promised not to drink.
didnt take much effort to herd her back somewhere quiet to talk but i didnt have much to say. what can i say.
then comes today.
five mins in the door, shes already pounding drinks. i go to her and she still being all weird. she decides she wants to talk later on when i get on the net.
heres the email that i got. tell me if you understand any of this. i think it doesnt have anything to do with what is going on.
"There is this guy that has been harrassing me. I asked him to stop and he is just being more and more weird to to me. I really dont get it,
I was thinking about how I acted at the party and I just wasn't myself. Thank you for everything though. I don't know where I would be if you didn't love me the way you do."
Uh ok?
i dont know what to think on that one. its no secret that i do love
very much and would give the world for her happiness but shit.
i dont know what else i can do here.
sigh...
the fight at the after party is still a big topic on conversation today. all i know is there are a few diffrent events that lead up to the big thing. i heard that p got in a fight with this guys jared or got pushed or something outside which spawned the chick fight, whcih spawned a few people attacking

good times.
i feel so privliaged to be invited to such galas.
its late and i still have

sat night at the party from the seventh ring of hell, we were chilling when she wandered up to me drunk as shit and plopped down at my side. with in a minute shes babbling drunk about this and that, starts giving me the whole sad puppy look while shes tracing her fingers over my shoulders and then down my back. her touch just overwhelmed me and i would have jumped her right there on the table if she wasnt so out of it. i couldnt even tell what she was saying caz she moved behind me now and kept up the little carress as she spoke softly. then she ran off outside somewhere lost in the sea of people.
the next time i saw her she was even more drunk and standing in the middle of the raod sobbing hysterically. i thought something had happened to her so i went out to the street and pulled her back in before she got hit by a car or something. all she kept saying is that she thought

didnt take much effort to herd her back somewhere quiet to talk but i didnt have much to say. what can i say.
then comes today.
five mins in the door, shes already pounding drinks. i go to her and she still being all weird. she decides she wants to talk later on when i get on the net.
heres the email that i got. tell me if you understand any of this. i think it doesnt have anything to do with what is going on.
"There is this guy that has been harrassing me. I asked him to stop and he is just being more and more weird to to me. I really dont get it,
I was thinking about how I acted at the party and I just wasn't myself. Thank you for everything though. I don't know where I would be if you didn't love me the way you do."
Uh ok?
i dont know what to think on that one. its no secret that i do love

i dont know what else i can do here.
sigh...