after all the crushes have faded
and all my wishful thinking was wrong
i'm jaded
i hate it

damn, i had a blast last night.
i was sitting on the couch, reading and completely bored off my ass. when i get a call from bob telling me that they're doing the century club over at his place and instructing me to join them. [century club is when you take a shot of beer every minute for 100 minutes...]

i've done this once before. me and 3 other girls were the only ones to make it through without puking out of about 20 people playing. so i figured what the hell - i'll do it again.

it ended up being me and 10 guys. of course, everyone puked. aden and i were the only ones to make it through without using one of the 3 trashcans we had set up in the living room. i had an agreement with everyone that if i was one of the only ones left at #75 ,we had to put on something dmb. so you can bet your ass that at that 75th shot i was yelling for a change in music(we were listening to paul oakenfold.), and kate, bless her heart, put on the lillywhites. kate gets an A+.

they tried to get me to do a beer bong afterwards, but fuck that. i do know my limits.

so anyway, after those grueling 100 minutes, i was incredibly drunk. go figure. what was strange though was that i stayed drunk for several hours. usually, once i stop drinking, i can be sober enough to drive within 2 hours at the latest. not last night. it was good, though. because it was just me and all of my highschool boys. it was exactly what i needed. i love settings where i'm the only girl - those always seem to be the funnest times. the guys are completely themselves, and i'm able to spice up the conversations quite nicecly.

we packed into two cars and went to nico's - southern arizona's premiere 24 hour mexican food joint. any given night around 2am you can go just to be among the drunkest of the city's 20-somethings gathered together in drunken/fucked-up unity for a cheap burrito and possibly an horchata.

eew.
i hate horchata.

but anyway. it was grand. i adore those guys. and to top it off, i got some cuddle time with bob, who very generously offered me his bed so that i didn't have to drive.

no, kids. we did not at all hook up. you see...bob was probably the first guy i ever made out with. we have quite the humorous history. and the thought of anything ever happening again makes me laugh. but i do love me some cuddle time. hell - it's just nice having someone in bed with me.

back to you
it always comes around
back to you
i try to forget you
i try to stay away
but it's too late
over you
i'm never over
over you
there's something about you
it's just the way you move
the way you move me

heh.(yes, i say that too much. fuck you. word. word. WORD.) this reminds me...after 80's night last saturday, we went to denny's. 15 of us crammed into this booth made for about 8. it was the most intoxicated congregation of people in public i have seen in a loooong time. at any given moment, there was 3 people with their heads on the table laughing uncontrolably...everyone had changes to make to their orders...at one point we were all calling eachother on our cell phones. fun game. ha ha ha. the section we were sitting in pretty much cleared out in the first 15 minutes. which was good, seeing as we were there for 2 and a half hours. sloooooooooow service.

you know what i discovered, though? it's really fun to call your friend's cell phone, and then put both of the phones up to your head and laugh. because there's a delay...

nevermind.

(you know you wanna try it.)

and if you want love
we'll make it
swim in a deep sea
of blankets...