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So I was having a great day today. It all started at school, I got everything I wanted done, I passed a test in physics that I didn't study for, I did all of my reading for English, and I left the school in a great mood. My girlfriend came over and played Counter-Strike with me (yes she likes that game more than I do) and ate dinner. It was really fun.
Then, THEN everything goes to the fucking can. I head over to a nearby Starbucks to meet two of my friends, John and Matt. John gets there first, and we hang out, talking about how much we hate our jobs at Panera, etc. etc. Then Matt arrives, with a little dimebag. At first, I was thought he was joking. Sure, I know he smokes but at Starbucks? Can he not wait until he gets home? Does he really need it that bad? Who the fuck could be this weak-minded; to risk it if everyone can see him if he smokes in the parking lot...what the fuck is he thinking?
So John goes with Matt to smoke, because naturally he can't resist the offer to go toke up out of an empty Red Bull can, not to mention completely destroying the purpose of us hanging out. How the fuck am I suppose to talk to them about life, problems, and college (all of which they could relate, some more so than me) when they are both fucked up out of their minds?
I left them behind and went to a Harris Teeter that was down the street to get something to eat. I called my girlfriend to tell her that they were being cockbags and ditching me for some fucking schwag-ass chronic that I'm sure Matt got from one of his more sketchy friends who I don't even care to know. She doesn't really care. She listens, says something about "that sucks" and then says, "Hey! I have good news! Maybe, hopefully, this will cheer you up."
I expect something like "Hey, my period stopped today," or maybe "Hey, do you want to come with me to blah-dy-blah tomorrow?" or, "Hey, maybe I can come visit you at work tomorrow for blah blah reason." But no, sadly, she decided to play guitar. And when I say "play" I actually mean she played the guitar like you would a medieval gong.
I couldn't even decipher what she was playing. Now I'm not saying she didn't try to cheer me up...I'm just saying that was probably not the best thing to use. In fact...probably one of the worst. I expected something...a little more cheery.
Matt and John found me again later and were so blazed I couldn't even keep up conversation. I hung up the phone with my girlfriend when they came in, telling her I'd call her when I got home. I tried as hard as I could to stay in a good mood, but I decided to leave instead. Now I'm at home, by myself, and procrastinating from calling my girlfriend. Not because of the guitar...just because she has terrible ADD and can't keep conversation on the phone very well. Gah. This sucks :sad:
Then, THEN everything goes to the fucking can. I head over to a nearby Starbucks to meet two of my friends, John and Matt. John gets there first, and we hang out, talking about how much we hate our jobs at Panera, etc. etc. Then Matt arrives, with a little dimebag. At first, I was thought he was joking. Sure, I know he smokes but at Starbucks? Can he not wait until he gets home? Does he really need it that bad? Who the fuck could be this weak-minded; to risk it if everyone can see him if he smokes in the parking lot...what the fuck is he thinking?
So John goes with Matt to smoke, because naturally he can't resist the offer to go toke up out of an empty Red Bull can, not to mention completely destroying the purpose of us hanging out. How the fuck am I suppose to talk to them about life, problems, and college (all of which they could relate, some more so than me) when they are both fucked up out of their minds?
I left them behind and went to a Harris Teeter that was down the street to get something to eat. I called my girlfriend to tell her that they were being cockbags and ditching me for some fucking schwag-ass chronic that I'm sure Matt got from one of his more sketchy friends who I don't even care to know. She doesn't really care. She listens, says something about "that sucks" and then says, "Hey! I have good news! Maybe, hopefully, this will cheer you up."
I expect something like "Hey, my period stopped today," or maybe "Hey, do you want to come with me to blah-dy-blah tomorrow?" or, "Hey, maybe I can come visit you at work tomorrow for blah blah reason." But no, sadly, she decided to play guitar. And when I say "play" I actually mean she played the guitar like you would a medieval gong.
I couldn't even decipher what she was playing. Now I'm not saying she didn't try to cheer me up...I'm just saying that was probably not the best thing to use. In fact...probably one of the worst. I expected something...a little more cheery.
Matt and John found me again later and were so blazed I couldn't even keep up conversation. I hung up the phone with my girlfriend when they came in, telling her I'd call her when I got home. I tried as hard as I could to stay in a good mood, but I decided to leave instead. Now I'm at home, by myself, and procrastinating from calling my girlfriend. Not because of the guitar...just because she has terrible ADD and can't keep conversation on the phone very well. Gah. This sucks :sad:
