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| i was reading my old livejournal...and i came across a post where i
kinda rememberd that Amy Yeu drives a silver lexus....and is certainly
NOT TAITBH.
forgot about all that. not just that but i forgot about TAITBH. something that i need to rememeber.
oh...and i made out with heidi again....which was top fuckin tier.
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| ok, so last night i dropped X, and i figured id document it a little here.
So CASA and VSA held a moon festival and an afterparty a Jimmy Tsang's.
the plan was to go to the festival, leave, pre-game at Frank's house,
and then hit the party. time table worked like this: 7pm - go to the
festival. 9-10pm - go to franks. 11- hit the party.
so jason comes by and picks me up at like 650 and we go to the
fesitval. we are mad early, so much for AST. everyone is setting up and
im rediciulously uncomfortable. i dont really want to be around any of
these ppl. i avoid Amy Yeu like the goddamn plague and help the VSA
kids set some things up. said hi to the few ppl that cared enuf to say
hi first. ( i called carlie jackie...it was really funny...she walks by
and says "hi ami" and im like "hey jackie whats good?".) after a LONG
ASS time my CMU crew rolls in, frank, katy, drew, kaki, albert, this
dude ethan, and this cmu grad named vicky.
all sour grapes aside? the festival was one of the lamest things ever.
it was like a watered down version of Chinese New Year, in a crappy
venue, with some snacks. i was really dissappointed. i figured Amy's
reign as pres would produce some golden results....but whatever. Jason
and I were pretty bored so i went out and got some gatorade to properly
hydrate myself for the upcoming roll. we came back from 7-11 and it was
pretty much over and time for the snacks. most of the snacks were
seafood....so that sucked.
now, a friend of mine took the same pill (a green versace) a week or so
ago and said the peak is about 4 -5 hours long and it takes about 2
hours to get there. so i dropped at 9pm sharp, figuring itd kick it
hella at 11 when we planned to get there. i wasnt subtle about it at
all, i pulled it out, popped it, and sucked on it for a while. it
tasted really horrible. so i chewed it up, which was infinitly worse in
taste, but i managed to wash down some gatorade and got rid of it. so
then im sitting around, anxious as all hell casue im waiting for it to
kick in, and talking to these ppl, just BUGGIN to go. drew was with me,
he wanted to drink. so we start rallying ppl. right before we left it
starts to happen. i got kinda light headed and fuzzy...but nothin too
big. i also got a little warm. so jason, drew and i all pile into
jason's whip and go to my house to get a bottle of soju (i have NO idea
what happened to that) and then we went to franks. albert and vicky are
there, i get a formal intro to vicky and tell her shes cute and that
women named vicky scare me. at this point im talking like a mile a
minute and my brain cant keep up with my mouth. she says its cool and
that shes against guys named mike. i agree and say all the mikes i know
are hella shady. her and i have a lot in common and as the drugs
kick in we talk about cars and dnb and chicago (where shes livin) shes
really cool. im not too interested but shes pretty and we have stuff in
common and it was actually kinda pure in the way i wasnt trying to hook
up and just talk to her. made me happy.
so we are watching these top gear videos of skylines being tested and
really sexy machines just rocketing thru shit. its amazing, and then i
realize that pretty much everything is amazing, and im really hot, and
i have that shortness of breath that you get right before you climax
from oral sex. its feelin really cool but im tryin not to be the guy
that smokes weed and wont shut up about how high i am.
so we do a couple jello shots....i HATE jello, but the feeling of it
sliding down my throat was a trip.. had a little gaggy cause of the
jello but its all good. then they do some more shots and jason asks me
why im not drinking and i tell him im rolling. suprisingly, he thinks
thats pretty cool and doesnt bother me about drinking. we go down
stairs to play some pong and i turn down playing. mid thru the first
game the shots hit me. i can feel the drunk, but its buried waaay deep
below the ex, so it was pretty subtle. and i talk to vicky some more
and then i chill with albert, hes on his laptop spinnin a couple songs.
so i get him to kick this alchemist beat and he starts rapping on it.
hes gotta good flow but theres no power to it. he kinda sounds like an
asian guy rapping. lol. so i tell him its hot (cause it was) and if he
kicked it like he was ANGRY it would break shit. pong is over and we
leave in waves. me, drew, jason, kaki (i think) and one other dude all
split. the rest were into the next pong game and would meet us there.
on the way to the bus pick up we ran into these ppl that drew knows. at
this point (11-1115) im pretty far gone, the only thing keeping me from
full tilt boogie is the brisk wind. i talk to these european friends of
drew's, they were goin to the hockey house, but i invited them with us
anyway. one was french, the other swiss, and the girl was from belgium.
i thanked her for the waffles, and then looked to see that the rest of
my crew split. drew and i start running. running was really wierd cause
i didnt get tired or short of breath like i usually do when
running...it just happened. i was just running. i also felt like i was
floating...welll...not floating so much as i felt way taller. i was
recognizing my feet on the ground but i fel like i was pretty far
up there. jason calls and says the caught a bus down to the bus
pick-up. im kinda irked cause i asked him to take care of me and he
knew i was fucked up. drew and i caught the next bus and caught up with
them. so it was cool. jason explained that he thought i was trying to
hook up with the belgian girl and didnt wanna cockblock me. so i
forgave him all quick and asked if he would just make sure i always got
where i needed to be going and stayed away from Amy Yeu.
on the bus to the party was where i peaked. it was insane. i know its
gotte be cliche to say that everything felt so good...but it did.
sometimes ill have these really great dreams where ill fall in love
with catherine zeta jones or kaylee from firefly and itll be so
great...and then i wake up and can still feel all the love and joy
before reality totally sets in. if youve ever done that, than this is
how i felt. i was just that sublime. upon realizing this im like.."oh
man im fucked up" and drew and will (thats right, will was with us
too...my bad) heard me and were like...umm...you didnt drink anything.
so i told them, they were also pretty cool with it (i hang with a bunch
of pretty straight laced asian kids...so i was a little apprehensive
about letting them know what i was doing...but they are my friends so
im not gonna lie to em) my ex g/f calls on the way to the party but
that was minor: "imonEandimatapartycanttalk" CLICK.
the party was a blur. umm....lotsa hot chinese, flip, viet, and korean
girls, good music (my boy kenneth on the 1s and 2s) i found this girl
Cat, and her freind mallory, and danced with them a lot, i got real
freaky with jasons ex chick selena, (her skin was HELLA soft...so i
groped her arms for like 5 min...she was cool about it) found lucy
(bigger girl but still too cute for words, and her friend amy. and
theres always katy...too much fun. and there was this REALLY hot k-girl
named karen....totally smashed, and i was feelin it till i figured out
what kinda girl she was (standard korean TAB) and lost interest. she
was still hot so we grinded for a while. i basically danced with those
girls all night, talked with vicky a bit, and was really hot a sweaty.
i could NOT stop grinding my teeth.
230am: partys over, transport bus breaks down. ppl wanna fight. cops
are doing laps. this is all after an ENDLESS debate over where we are
gonna eat, wtih whom, and who can or cant drive. so since drama is upon
us, i grab me, drew, jason, cat, mallory, thier crew which was these 3
freshman guys john, mike, and leo and we all start walking. on my way
back i start coming down. which basically felt like coming up, only
with out the accelleration of the sensation. its jsut a level good
feeling. the tooth grinding gets worse. theres lots of talking
and some paranoia and scholastic concerns and some public urination. we
passed the broken down bus on the way back. oh....and a hobo.
after a bit i figure out that Cat is really cute. shes got this really
pretty smile and shes kinda sweet. so im talkin to her and its good,
and right as we get back to campus she asks me for my phone #, so thats
cool. then we met up with brian who is another buddy, and he had gotten
us some pizza. i got more gatorade and snacked HARD. it was good, brian
and i talked politics, and then jason had Amy Yeu take him to his car
and he came back and got me and took me home. once home i was up
for a bit....read some emails, added my new friends to facebook, and
went to bed. i must have laid in bed for about 20 minutes having REALLY
nice pseudo-dreams (half awake, half asleep fantasies) feeling like i
was floating...and my blankets were basically the softest things
ever...and finally i passed out.
i woke up today (i woke up a lot last night actually...but only for
like 5 seconds at a time) at about 1030. felt REAL damn fuzzy and
hungover. i pretty much have no energy, and i dont feel too good. my
roomie brought me a burrito so thats helping. and it just occurred to
me that ive been up for 6 hours already and it only feels like maybe
one. i have another pill just chillin and i feel like shit so theres a
decent urge to pop it...but im smarter than that...so im just gonna
chill here and ride out the crash.
it was an amazing night...i wish i could describe it better but ill
just end up descending into babble about "how fucked up i was" so ill
skip it. but damn....i had so much fun.
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| Jodi Benson is a GODDESS.
if you dont know who she is, you need to google or IMDB that madness right now and pay respect.
i mean.....alan menkin is reppin pretty hard in the bg....but jodi
benson is like......JODIE MUTHAFUCKIN BENSON. i mean....Jodi Benson.
goddess among whores
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| now, i hate FF7. a lot. i mean a LOT. i think its a shitty game, with
shitty plot, shitty characters and a shitty villan. i understand its
importance to a genre that i love dearly, but just because it
revolutionized the genre for everyone else, there are some of us who
played RPGs BEFORE 7. when they made 7, they seemed to forget that some
of us had played 6 and trigger.
i HATE 7. HATE it. jake pretty much agrees with me. and if you ask us
in person, we will prolly go on for about a half hour about why it
sucks.
with that said, i have to admit that the FF7 movie is one of the
coolest things ive ever seen. EVER. im not even going to say why, or
make comparisons, or try to validate to you all why its so
motherfucking cool. i just need to say that in spite of like 8 years of
hatred of this game, its lame characters, its even lamer story, and how
everyone mindlessly drools over it, this is STILL one of the coolest
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| I am a troubled person.
today, the song "its my party and ill cry if i want to" came on. and it
got to the part where judy and johnny have just walk thru the
door. i took a minute, thought about what that might feel like, to
watch your beloved walk in to YOUR party with someone else. once my
mind got wrapped around how that must feel, i got so angry that i
turned and put my fist through a box of bleu
cheese.
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