Current Mood:  exhausted
Current Music: Simple Kind of Man- Lynard Skynard
So this weekend was good. Thursday night the twins, George and I went to the drag show at the UC. We asked this girl to take our picture and she was so disappointed when we told her we were straight. Haha you gotta love that. Anyway we got pretty wasted and decided to pick Vinnie up and go to Cafe Risque. So that's exactly what we did! The girls hit on us more than any guy. Ha strippers love me.
Anyway, we ended up getting free hats, shot glasses and a pin that reads: "I do private dances." It was great. Later I passed out and then Friday was completely hung over. I went to the mall with the twins, Sara and Lauren. I can't wait to live with them next year, it's gonna be great. That night I went to Ale house with Vinnie and the usual people, got absolutely wasted and passed out with Vinnie. Unfortunately, I had a flight early the next day to Miami so I can spend Passover with my family who came in from Israel and Venezuela. I missed my flight and took the 4 p.m. At least I made it.
The Seder was great. It was awesome seeing my family, especially my brother. I laughed with him so much. I love him to death. My aunts and cousins were also there and they all made a toast to me for graduation and got me my perfume, Ralph Lauren Blue. I love it. Then my brother got up and made another toast for me. I almost started crying. He was all like "We're all very proud of you etc..." It was nice to hear. Then I got up and thanked everyone for being there and thanked my parents for putting up with all my shit. I love them, but man I have a talent for pissing them off!
Anyway, now I'm back and I'm absolutely exhausted. I have a paper and 2 finals this week. The family is coming in this weekend to take pictures with the cap and gown. It should be fun. Hopefully the twins can come with us when we go to Disney.
So, in other news...I'm tired of hurting. I really am. I'm tired of being angry. I'm completely drained. I want to wake up and be someone else with different feelings. I want my friends and family, but I wish I could have selective memory. I want it all to go away. I guess it's my fault...I thought I found something, someone. The only thing I found was pain. I should have known. I learned to build a wall around my heart and I took it down...for some reason, I took it down and I gave it away without thinking. I should have known better. I want to build that wall again, but I'm finding it so hard. I keep praying, but I'm losing faith. I can't lose faith or I'll be left with nothing. What happens next?
I dare you to lift yourself up |