Ok, so I haven't posted a real blog in forever...actually, I wrote one when I was bored at home, but I'm not counting that. Damn, I'm almost as bad as Justin.
After break, Justin and I were supposed to "leave" at 3:00 PM on Saturday. I had a dinner with all my friends at 7:30 in C'ville, so I figured that I could call from Justin's house to let them know that I got back to Tech safely, and then after dinner, we could continue out to Nation. I've never been, plus, it also would be probably the last time that I'd see Rohr. Despite everything, I really have no regrets from last semester. But anyways, Justin told me on FRIDAY, that I couldn't spend Saturday night, kind of negating the whole getting-away-from-the-rents thing. So I asked my parents if I could go out to Nation on Saturday, and they gave me the excuse, "well, your brother will be home alone" WHAT DO THEY DO FOR THE 15 YEAR OLD WHEN I'M FOUR HOURS AWAY, SEEING AS THEY BOTH WORK?!?!?!?!? Then it was, "I don't feel comfortable with you coming home that late." WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL ME THE TRUTH?!? YOU'RE EMBARRASSED OF ME BEING GAY, AND ONLY ACT LIKE YOU'RE ACCEPTING, SO AS NOT TO PUSH ME INTO DEPRESSION AGAIN!!!!!! AND YOU'RE AFRAID THAT SINCE I'M INTO THE CLUB SCENE THAT I'M SOME SORT OF SLUT, AND GONNA GET ALL SORTS OF DISEASES!!!!!
In the end, I decided that it was better to just go with their requests, seeing as I'd only have to deal with it for an extra day. That and they're paying for my education. But anyways, I did end up getting not just the Birkenstocks, but Civ3 as well, although I haven't even installed it since I got back down here. (Justin got me SimGolf, so I've been putzin' around with the slightly less addicting of the two games). Me and Justin were supposed to then come down to B'burg on Sunday at three. My mom woke me up at 11 on Sunday, and asked what time I worked, I just sat up and screamed "FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!" at the top of my lungs. Did you know that its impossible to get from NOVA to Tech in 2 hours without getting pulled over?!? So I ended up driving down in my car, with my dad. I didn't even have time to take a shower, I just got dressed, and shoved everything into my suitcase, and left. As soon as we got down here, I dropped my stuff in my room, and then my dad left to go back home, and I went straight to work.
Then Tuesday, I was went to TOTS for Karaoke. It was kinda scary singing Alanis Morrisette in front of a bunch of hicks, but they were all getting into it. Sarah and myself left at like 2, and talked until like four, so I IMed Justin canceling lunch on Wednesday. Wednesday evening, while I was in class until 6:45, I got an IM from Justin saying that he'd come by my room after he got out of exec board for LGBTA, and we'd get dinner to make up for missing lunch. So I wait...and wait...and wait...you get the idea. The entire time, his away message said 'on campus for a bit!' So I was half-expecting him to walk in the door at any minute. (oh, and you can comment, and try to defend you honor, Just) Finally, at 9:30 (thirty minutes after the last dining hall on campus closed) I called him, and HE WAS AT HOME!!!! and HE'D BEEN AT HOME FOR A LONG TIME!!!!! Needless to say, I wasn't too happy. I ended up going up to Express (shitty food, but its open 'til midnight) with Mike. Josh also came by, I related my story to him, and he said, 'oh shit, I've done that before, he's got some major ass-kissing to do' But Mike was good, because he didn't let me stay pissed at Justin, by telling me of all the shit he got into during break (remember, this is my druggie friend) So I've pretty much forgiven him completely, I'm just slightly peeved, now.
NOTE: high heels hurt, and I'm not sure why I ended up wearing them last night. I went to a fetish party, and seeing as I had no supplies of my own. (Justin had the prestigious handcuffs, I lost my false earrings, didn't have money for a tattoo, and not enough time for a goatee) So I made do with what I could find in the rat's nest that is Thanh's room. I ended up with a pair of five inch heels, and a dress. I also used some duck tape, and Alex branded me with chocolate sauce. Thanh went as a nudist, but wore shorts, to also show off suspenders. Alex went as a duck, and we had bread to feed to her. I also got to wear a huge-ass foam Hedwig from Hedwig and the Angry Inch. I also got in touch with Justin and got him to bring the handcuffs. When he dropped them off, he told me that I owed him, I was like, 'I owe you for making you go five minutes out of your way, then what was me waiting for you for three hours, two days prior.' We walked through upper quad, just for the pure kicks. We actually had people givin' us catcalls, it was fun. The keg they had was much better than anything that I've had from all previous kegs. It was refreshing.
Tonight, I get to go to a second keg party this weekend, so that should be fun. I get drunk two days in a row, but I doubt that I'll get anything to drink on St. Patty's Day. Oh well, I'll miss the corned beef and steamed cabbage more than alcohol. Although a green beer would be nice. And its also my friend's birthday. That's a great birthday to have, although, I think it kinda automatically condemns you to being an alcoholic.
Ok, that's it for now. Don't worry, I'm sure that there will be more drama with in the next week to keep you entertained. (Oh, and Catherine, don't worry, I enjoy reading anything that people write, I just have a tendency to have a life that allows me to write everything, and it seems sensational....wait...that's not a good thing)
After break, Justin and I were supposed to "leave" at 3:00 PM on Saturday. I had a dinner with all my friends at 7:30 in C'ville, so I figured that I could call from Justin's house to let them know that I got back to Tech safely, and then after dinner, we could continue out to Nation. I've never been, plus, it also would be probably the last time that I'd see Rohr. Despite everything, I really have no regrets from last semester. But anyways, Justin told me on FRIDAY, that I couldn't spend Saturday night, kind of negating the whole getting-away-from-the-rents thing. So I asked my parents if I could go out to Nation on Saturday, and they gave me the excuse, "well, your brother will be home alone" WHAT DO THEY DO FOR THE 15 YEAR OLD WHEN I'M FOUR HOURS AWAY, SEEING AS THEY BOTH WORK?!?!?!?!? Then it was, "I don't feel comfortable with you coming home that late." WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL ME THE TRUTH?!? YOU'RE EMBARRASSED OF ME BEING GAY, AND ONLY ACT LIKE YOU'RE ACCEPTING, SO AS NOT TO PUSH ME INTO DEPRESSION AGAIN!!!!!! AND YOU'RE AFRAID THAT SINCE I'M INTO THE CLUB SCENE THAT I'M SOME SORT OF SLUT, AND GONNA GET ALL SORTS OF DISEASES!!!!!
In the end, I decided that it was better to just go with their requests, seeing as I'd only have to deal with it for an extra day. That and they're paying for my education. But anyways, I did end up getting not just the Birkenstocks, but Civ3 as well, although I haven't even installed it since I got back down here. (Justin got me SimGolf, so I've been putzin' around with the slightly less addicting of the two games). Me and Justin were supposed to then come down to B'burg on Sunday at three. My mom woke me up at 11 on Sunday, and asked what time I worked, I just sat up and screamed "FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!" at the top of my lungs. Did you know that its impossible to get from NOVA to Tech in 2 hours without getting pulled over?!? So I ended up driving down in my car, with my dad. I didn't even have time to take a shower, I just got dressed, and shoved everything into my suitcase, and left. As soon as we got down here, I dropped my stuff in my room, and then my dad left to go back home, and I went straight to work.
Then Tuesday, I was went to TOTS for Karaoke. It was kinda scary singing Alanis Morrisette in front of a bunch of hicks, but they were all getting into it. Sarah and myself left at like 2, and talked until like four, so I IMed Justin canceling lunch on Wednesday. Wednesday evening, while I was in class until 6:45, I got an IM from Justin saying that he'd come by my room after he got out of exec board for LGBTA, and we'd get dinner to make up for missing lunch. So I wait...and wait...and wait...you get the idea. The entire time, his away message said 'on campus for a bit!' So I was half-expecting him to walk in the door at any minute. (oh, and you can comment, and try to defend you honor, Just) Finally, at 9:30 (thirty minutes after the last dining hall on campus closed) I called him, and HE WAS AT HOME!!!! and HE'D BEEN AT HOME FOR A LONG TIME!!!!! Needless to say, I wasn't too happy. I ended up going up to Express (shitty food, but its open 'til midnight) with Mike. Josh also came by, I related my story to him, and he said, 'oh shit, I've done that before, he's got some major ass-kissing to do' But Mike was good, because he didn't let me stay pissed at Justin, by telling me of all the shit he got into during break (remember, this is my druggie friend) So I've pretty much forgiven him completely, I'm just slightly peeved, now.
NOTE: high heels hurt, and I'm not sure why I ended up wearing them last night. I went to a fetish party, and seeing as I had no supplies of my own. (Justin had the prestigious handcuffs, I lost my false earrings, didn't have money for a tattoo, and not enough time for a goatee) So I made do with what I could find in the rat's nest that is Thanh's room. I ended up with a pair of five inch heels, and a dress. I also used some duck tape, and Alex branded me with chocolate sauce. Thanh went as a nudist, but wore shorts, to also show off suspenders. Alex went as a duck, and we had bread to feed to her. I also got to wear a huge-ass foam Hedwig from Hedwig and the Angry Inch. I also got in touch with Justin and got him to bring the handcuffs. When he dropped them off, he told me that I owed him, I was like, 'I owe you for making you go five minutes out of your way, then what was me waiting for you for three hours, two days prior.' We walked through upper quad, just for the pure kicks. We actually had people givin' us catcalls, it was fun. The keg they had was much better than anything that I've had from all previous kegs. It was refreshing.
Tonight, I get to go to a second keg party this weekend, so that should be fun. I get drunk two days in a row, but I doubt that I'll get anything to drink on St. Patty's Day. Oh well, I'll miss the corned beef and steamed cabbage more than alcohol. Although a green beer would be nice. And its also my friend's birthday. That's a great birthday to have, although, I think it kinda automatically condemns you to being an alcoholic.
Ok, that's it for now. Don't worry, I'm sure that there will be more drama with in the next week to keep you entertained. (Oh, and Catherine, don't worry, I enjoy reading anything that people write, I just have a tendency to have a life that allows me to write everything, and it seems sensational....wait...that's not a good thing)
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