2:31am - So I send Steve my link and the only comment the wonderful boy, dear to my heart, has to say is, "I look gay in my picture." look for Steeeeve and me in Boston. To which I replied, "No you don't! Would you rather I put the hula hoop one up? Or the one of your ass?" And had he not mentioned anything, I would have completely forgotten about the ass and hula hoop captured beautifully, almost artistically in a poignant manner... Silence, my friends, is definitely worth a billion embarassing pictures.
I think the boy is a gem, as much as he complains about pictures and how he hates taking them. The official line for the day is, "My friends think you're hot." It works every time. You can do the most horrible and heinous things and then you follow it up with "My friends think you're hot" and all of a sudden you're looking at a toothy grin. So Steven is the love of my life, the mother of my children and one of the only ppl who calls me on all of my bullshit. Okay so I lied about the first two parts but he has a sweet car so he gets at least a paragraph on my majorly egocentric website. Hey, I figure that if I have nothing better to do than write all of this, then why not make it about me? And if you are still reading this, then we really have to talk about your obsession with my life because it's getting kind of scary. So, the car. WOW. That baby can fly! He picks me up from Boston South Station when I went to visit on my way back from New York (went to hang out with my sis) and I was originally going to jump into this jeep cuz the driver was so hot. But luckily, I looked past the jeep slightly, and there was this uberSEXY silver hunk-of-machinery just sitting there. So I bypassed the jeep (giving up my dreams and the hot guy... the fate of my life took another turn) and am somewhat grateful because it meant that I got driven to my actual destination.
It meant that I got to hang out with one of my bestest friends Saya!! Look for Saikotic and me It also meant that I got to meet her wonderful roommates and share the top of a single bunk bed with her - much to the dismay of her boyfriend Danny, her bed totally had 'SHAR' written all over it that weekend!! I gotta say, Boston is amazing. I experienced calzones, H&M, sex in the city, felicity, and I met people who wake up in the morning! You know, there are two breeds of people - those who wake up around 3pm like me, and those who wake up in the MORNING and can nearly be reckoned either a freak of nature or the missing link between humans and aliens. Every morning, 8am (I was awake once by mere accident) and they would all be on their way to class! I mean, CLASS - what a novel idea!
I remember that after I returned from summer holidays and Christmas vacation in Hong Kong, and Selina from Pakistan, we were so jetlagged that we would actually wake up at 7am every morning for about 3 weeks. For the first week we sat around in the living room, totally shocked at the sight of the sun. we were so shocked that we were awake to witness it, and enjoyed simply sitting there until our days really began at the regular time of 4pm. AND THEN in the second week, we discovered that other people woke up at that time too, and it wasn't because they were jet lagged or anything but because, get this... they wanted to! I actually saw someone jogging once. *shudder* We were so distraught at that sight that we decided the outside areas weren't safe before 3pm. So then the THIRD WEEK, we discover that shops open in the morning and made a plan to venture out of the apartment simply because of that, and we planned and we planned, and we were so excited about this journey we would take that we would stare into space until 2pm... but then we got over our jetlag in the fourth week, and the world was restored to normality.
HOLY FLYING MONKEYS!
I just got a WEDDING invitation! Okay so it definitely freaks me out that this guy is only a year older than me. Well, he just turned 21, but STILL!!! Madness. It's in early June in Tennessee which means that if I DO go, I will be able to see a new state and catch up with lots of old friends which would be amazing, and I'd be able to see this fool again and congratulate him. PLUS, there's the added bonus of buying new outfits (I'm thinking baby blue and beige maybe? or a white pantsuit?) as well as wedding presents!! WHEE! and I LOVE shopping for people. Now, if I don't go, I will save money, and avoid seeing some people I've been avoiding since high school, because it will definitely be rushed. I'll arrive Friday night there, Saturday is the wedding, and I'll leave Sunday morning. hectic, but worth it right?? I mean, these are FRIENDS!!! aiiiiii... oddness to the max.