we can make the night last forever

Wow I'm pretty sure it's been about six years since I updated everyone on what's been happening in my life, which for once is kind of a lot. I don't think there's been one day where I haven't done a single interesting thing. Maybe.

So last, last, last, last (wow) Wednesday (whoa, seems like a year ago) I went over to Mike's house and we watched Pulp Fiction. "The rest was a blur kinda like ppppsssshhewwwwwwwwoo..." to quote Lindsay. Next I went to Wal-Mart (haha like I usually do in my spare time) and chatted and got STARED AT by ugly red streak heads because it's funny. Next I went to youth group and learned about our lord and savior Jesus Christ and laughed in my head and felt nervous and wrote notes to Rachel. Sarah was there for the last time before she goes back to school, aww!!!! Then Lindsay FINALLY called me back after four hours of desperation and internal crying/freaking out and we drove around and "talked" and got french fries at a shitty McDonald's in the middle of the night.

I ended up staying over at Lindsay's house and the next day I met up with Mel to pick up Rachel at school in the ghetto of Reading. We traveled to the shitty Berkshire Mall and didn't really go in any stores because guess what??? THERE AREN'T ANY! I continued my search for boots but I didn't find any. I did waste a lot of money that I didn't have on awesome earrings and an amazing Fossil bag (the best brand in existence). I also realized that I am beginning to like CLOGS (OHHHH NOOOO I'm being brainwashed)!! For some reason my whole body ached and I felt like shit so I slept and then Lindsay and I drove to KOP. FUN TIMES, hahahaha. We had this nasty Chinese food that looked like someone already chewed it and then we topped that off with this ice cream stuff that Lindsay spilled all over herself while "demonstrating". We ate the ice cream while watching this man with an unbelievably large ass decorate the windows of a children's store, posing the adolescent mannequins and stuff. SICK. Next we went to Reading to "check things out" at good old AC (Alvernia College). I don't remember if anything else of interest happened. We probably talked about philosophical things, HAHA.

Ahhh it's really hard to remember what happened like a month ago. Ummm that whole weekend my records show "WORK". As of right now my job is pretty decent as far as the people I work with and the level of drama. I haven't had to work with any retards (aka certain assholes) lately so that makes it a lot better. HOPEFULLY I can find a new job by the end ofthe school year, aka May 12th , aka my birthday! Ummm Sunday night Brittany and I went out on a date where she completely paid for me for everything, hahahah. We watched a movie that was offensive to retarded people (no joke) and then we got lost in Lancaster as usual. The next Monday = work as well. I work too much.

Tuesday I went to Michael's house and we watched like 2930483 movies and stuff. Umm I'm sure someday he'll read this so I probably shouldn't make fun of him, but ummmm "OK, ROUND TWO!!" was probably the funniest thing I've ever heard out of his mouth. This day is also significant because this is the day I RAN OUT of dinero. Completely. I had to ask my daddy for money and it was a little embarrassing, considering how much I work and that I spent pretty much all the money I've ever earned. Chicago drained me of cash man. So yeah after Mike's I drove home in the late night fog and almost died a thousand times. I also got in trouble for being late, which is becoming frequent.

Wednesday morning I got up bright and early after probably not sleeping (haha) and then I picked up Lindsay and we joined my mommy and daddy in traveling to NYC, yay!!! Sadly, I was a little disappointed. It was incomparable to Chicagoooo. As much as I love New York...something was missing. Also it was FREEZING and me and Lindsay the idiots decided that we wanted to get dropped off and WALK everywhere, aka DIE. OH MY GOD. I did buy amazing items from Sephora such as hot eyeliners and a sharpener and make up remover. Lindsay and I were verbally assaulted by some tall black hobo dude that wanted our money. He even had a whole background story as to why he needed "just a penny" from us. Ughhhh. He used the fuck word a lot too and it was pretty amazing. It was like the coolest thing that's ever happened to me in New York except maybe for getting kicked in the shin by an angry black punk with a bandanna on the subway back in 10th grade. I really do love it there, haha. We saw no incredibly good looking men/boys/males in general, mostly because I was blinded by the frigid air as we walked like 40 blocks to reach Times Square and my beloved Virgin Megastore. Also, Clockwork Orange is NOT "out of print". Newwwww Yorkkkk!!! I was pissed when we left and almost cried, the end. Chicago is better probably.

On Thursday morning Lindsay and I traveled to AC so I could buy books. Cheapness, thank God. Ummm somewhere along the way I lost my debit card, cry cry. Work, work work on Thursday night and Friday morning til 5. That night I like hung out at Wal-Mart (aka the cool new thing that everyone should do) like a loser and I think "Willy" was there HAHA. He's a good source of entertainment. Also, FRAPPUCINOSSSSSS are becoming popular especially when bought by random people. On Saturday I did stuff in the day that I can't remember...oh I went to WM AGAIN and then I picked up Lindsay and then I discovered the missing debit card and then I got pissed and hyperventilated and stuff. Also we picked up Vinny (my bro) and Ro Ro (haha). Ummmm sleep and other stuff like that happened. Sunday I hung out with Vinny, Ro, and Lindsay at WM (omg I'm addicted). We saw a hot sign on an Amish house that read: "And Jesus Said: I Come Quickly", enough said. On Sunday night Lindsay and I met up with Monicaaaa and David aka DAD in the PL of WM and sped away to the little movies to watch some weirdo movie I don't even like. It was a fun evening though in general. All I can remember is Dave's driving and the gay bar with the picture of the guy holding a candlestick and blowing out the FLAME (hahahahahaha). Next I went home and went to sleep because SCHOOl was starting up the next day.

Let's review the first day shall we? First I have Psych...I wanted to switch to another class to have a "better" teacher but it didn't work out. My teacher is turning out to be pretty decent though and I have a few people I know already to talk to. Next I have Shakespeare with pretty much everyone from my media class last semester plus Harry Potter and DONALD DUCK, muahahahaha. Umm Lindsay Herr is in this class with me as of the 2nd day because her schedule got changed. SOMEONE ELSE'S did too apparently and now there's a fire crotch red head in there with "nice hands". Donald Duck is like gay now though...he has a lisp and has a weird body. It's like he was compressed or perhaps STEAM ROLLED as a child?? Anyway then I have a 1.5 hour gap in which Lindsay and I usually go somewhere shopping such as B&N or Target or "Rite.....Aid" for emergencies or candy or something. Ummm then it's like this class where I die everyday called Theology. Michael is in that class, not that anyone would know I even know him, or that I know Lindsay, haha.

The teacher fucking sucks and flirts with all the "pretty blonde" girls and the other drunks that make up the class. It's by far my least favorite class mainly because a) the teacher blows, b) it lasts until 5:20 pm, c) drunk people annoy me, d) God annoys me, e) everything about it except that Lindsay and Mike are in it and perhaps something else I won't say (Lindsay knows what I'm talking about...TEN!!!). Those are my classes on Monday and Wednesday, the end.

After the first day of school I had to WORK for three fucking gay hours, whatev. Tuesday and Thursdays the past week consist of learning Spanish early in the morning and then another 1.5 hour break in which I chug coffee, and then ETHICSSSS ahhh!!! I really like that subject and I respect the teacher's intelligence. I hate when teachers are dumbasses. Then I come home and immediately go to work until ELEVEN at night. I can't complain too much though because I love WM and Monica and all the cool kids there (ummm and maybe 25 year old James) a lot so it makes it fun.

Thursday = MORE WORK, my god. Ummm Friday was a fun day overall. I only have one class and it's Psych (which I like) and it's usually only 45 minutes and it's just amazing. After class Michael and I met up and went to mi casa where we were annoyed by my mother. Next we met up with Rachel (!!!!!) and we traveled to Best Buy and it was just a "blast" (non-sarcastic, that's just a funny word). Ummm Rachitaaaa went home and Michael and I went to dumb Wendy's where sick old people made our food and spit all over the place. I really don't like old people. I dragged/drug (shut up, it's late) Mike to Suckway to get my much needed paycheck where he was talked about behind his back and he didn't even know it (or maybe he did...). Time for him to go home and time for me to go to Lindsay's so we could drive to Lancaster. We attempted to see Action Action BUT we only got there an hour and a half late and of course they were gone. I cried a little on the inside. Shortly after us crying about AA, Michael called to say that our presence was needed in Reading immediately. We drove alllllll the way there to "THE SILO" and omgadkajdfkaj it was scary!! We died and hyperventilated and cried and finally made it inside where I paid $18 ($9 each since Lindsay had no money) to see lots of cool-haired, girl jean wearing teenaged boys scream a lot and say fuck. Lindsay and I felt out of place, of course. I enjoyed looking at the people in the "audience"...we saw two Alvernia kids undercover wow. Oh, and I also enjoyed seeing Mike even thought I couldn't hear a god damn thing he was saying. We left, we went to Wawa and saw Wayne Brady AGAIN, wtffff. Also, we reeked of smoke. THE END!!

Work, work, spending my free time at WM, homework. Psheww and that was only the first week of school. Last week was more of nothing. I didn't get to sleep in and take advantage of my 12 pm class because of the following reasons:

Monday: SOMEONE forgot their little backpack in my car and I was a very nice person woke up super early to bring it to him. The things I do for people...haha.
Wednesday: My gay boss "Phyl" decided to give me a call about the cash register at Suckway at SIX FUCKING THIRTY in the morning. Hiiii, I don't give a shit about the register, bye.
Friday: "Oil change" at the ungodly hour of 8am

Wow um I'm not gonna lie, last week was pretty bad. I was like depressed or something and also confused to death and frustrated and ahhh too much THINKING. Lindsay and I cried for like three days straight. The rest of the week was good though. Ummmm on Friday after the easiet Psych quiz ever and me purchasing amazing cds, we drove around in the middle of nowheresville and bought a shitload of snack items at a shitty gas station. We saw some hot birthday cards, haha. Also, do nuns says oh my GOD???? I think not. OH....also this was the first night in FOREVER that I came home and did nothing but sleep for 14 hours straight. It was fab. Saturday and Sunday = work. I was feeling extremely happy over the weekend for some reason and completely NOT how I was feeling on say, SUICIDAL MONDAY. Not literally, gosh. I also hung out at WM again, I know I have no life. OH and if I didn't mention it before James is TWENTY FIVE thanks to Randi's not-so-discreet detective work. TOO OLD.

Wow I think I caught up with everything except of course for today which I will do below.

Today was Monday, the start of the 3rd week back to school. Yes, it's still that new that I'm still counting. I woke up super early today and drank three whole cups of coffee. I went to Psych and actually talked to my peers and learned interesting stuff. In Shakespeare some red head acted in front of the class with his perfect hands. Lindsay and I decided Donald Duck is too queer for words. Next I called Michael and he accompanied Lindsay and I on our break to the outside world. He made me take him to Goodwill and OMG Lindsay and I embarassed ourselves big time. Never going back there in my lifetime, EVER. Next we wanted food but me and Lindsay aka the snotty bitches didn't want to eat at the shitty Wendy's so we drove all the way across Reading to go to the nice one. We almost crashed and this time I'm serious. Even Lindsay said it was a rare occurrence but I'm sure Mike thinks I'm the world's worst driver. News flash (to him when he reads this): I'm only incapable of driving because you're sitting beside me. We were late to Gayology, I mean Theology. BOO HOO, GV looked pissed and picked on Lindsay. I felt bad but not really...I really do despise everything about that man. He called me Jessie, WHAT THE FUCK???? I think now we're ona personal level...he's using nicknames. Next time I'll call him "Gerry". Fuck GV and his love of religion and blondes. You're married, get a life. Alsooooo at the end of this fabulously hilarious day, Lindsay's car decided to DIE completely. Hopefully I also resolved some stuff that was bothering ME. I need to stop being such a retard.

The rest of this week looks amazing and packed with fun, especially SATURDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's not even close to enough exclamation points. Also, on Friday I'm probably going to SEARS (I'm bad...I really am). I'm done. Congrats for making it to the end. You get a prize.