hmmph.

So, last night I venture out in hopes of a very exciting night.
I bought tickets to see the Used. I'm a complete 13yr old girl when it comes to them.
However, the night did not turn out as I had hoped.
Within 3mins of stepping foot into Lupo's I run into two girls that Adam used to hangout with/bang/makeout ick whatever with. One knows who I am, but I avoided all possible awkward conversation & the other works there & checked my ID & she has no idea who I am. This for no good reason started my night off with bad thoughts. However, I pushed that aside until the whiskey started flowin'.
I spent most of the show by myself. I went with Ashley, but she took lots of cigarette breaks & an ATM run that lasted about an hour & a half. HA. So, I kept drinking..at a giant show..by myself. I danced and sang along to my favorite songs but then got sad because I was by myself. I made a drunken phone call to Adam in the bathroom because for some reason I thought "our" song was going to play...I'm retarded...thankfully, he did not answer & I will be deleting my call log list asap to forget that ever happened. I ended up leaving during the last song & missing the encore. BUT I met up with Ashley at local 121 & got to see my friend Christina that I used to work at Sally's with. She is hilarious! She bought me a beer which I didn't need & we caught up & had fun. Ran into Xina outside, acted like a drunken fool I'm sure... I don't even remember. & terrible & hating myself for it, I drove Ashely home & went to John's. He was grumpy & I was sad about how the show turned out & I just passed out..with the room still spinning. Maybe more happened, but I don't remember...I just know I got there a little after 11 & the last time I saw the clock it was 1:00am. HMMPH.
Anyway, woke up this morning super sick. Got to work over an hour late, didn't shower or even brush my hair. But did manage to put on a cute outfit..important things.
Now, it's 3pm...with 3 hours of work left. I waste so much time, it's terrible.

I have found the cheap-o but cute cruiser bike that I am going to purchase in hopes to get myself back in shape & to take long romantic (hah) bike rides with my boyfriend. It's probably not the best of bikes, but it costs $80, it's marroon and white & it's from Walmart. But Whatever, it will work. I just hope I don't fall over the handlebars. I have terrible envisions from when I was 10 yrs old & fell face first over the handlebars going so fast down a giant hill...the day before I was to start at a new school. My face was all kinds of messed up & I cried so hard. Man, I don't want to fall on my face over the handlebars.

Oh my. I actually like work today. I like most of what I do, just lately the stuff I don't like to do has been given the front burner & it was starting to really suck...but back to fun times at the workplace.

Offfff.