Brian.

so yesterday Brian came over. and we talked about every single thing ever possible. we talked about how him and Natalie are done. and we talked ALOT about Rebecca. ooo and i straightened his hair. hahaha. and we just talked for like hours. and im pretty sure he's officially gonna visit me over labor day weekend. and then we talked a lot about football. the steelers suck. suck like major major major cock. FUCK THE STEELERS! we talked about my Atlantic City story. and i heard quite a few of drunk Brian stories. Brian and Rebecca really need to hook up. like for real. Geoffery and i have it all figured out. we're just gonna lose them on accident. hahaha. it will be awesome. like so epic. i can just picture it. Geoffery and i were also talking about how their kids would look! like seriously...talk about gorgeous kids.



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Atlantic City part II

ive been a HORRIBLE blogger for the past few days. but i have a legit reason, ATLANTIC CITY!!!! haha yes i went again. and boy do i have a story for you all. so remember that guy at the bar from last time. well this time i ran into him AGAIN! his name is Dave by the way lol. and turned out that he didn't "go for me" because i was texting Brian for awhile and he thought that Brian was my boytoy. but i immediately set him straight on that. we started talking and such and i didn't really drink that much on Saturday night. just a few shots. and then i totally tapped that shit. and ohhh myyy goddd. that was like the best sex that i have EVER had. i mean seriously. sooo fucking good. he is how all future fuck buddies will be measured. i was in his room that night until about five in the fucking morning. haha. then i headed back to my room. on Sunday i hung out with my mom during the day, shopping of course, and then ate dinner with the family. that night. omg. we got uber drunk. i had five dirty bananas in five minutes. then a rum screwdriver. and then four patrons. we were both really drunk by this point. so we were trying to sober up before fucking again. lol. so we decided to play a little and i have no clue what it is called, but we played that game where you have a ball and then throw it on the little round thing and you guess the number. it was pretty fun and we were getting cheap drinks so the sobering up wasn't working too well. anyhow. that night...talk about amazing sex. like the best you have ever had. soo soo soo good.
turns out that he goes to Duke and is a graduate student in mechanical engineering. and he's anti-social networking sites...aka facebook. and he's a total asshole...which is my type because they are good in bed...but i didn't know that this good was possible. anyway. he's an ass and smart...sooo great. and totally turns me on.
in the end it was a great trip.


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Brian the fucking motherfucker.

fucking Brian. hes such a fucking motherfucker! he was supposed to come over today, but since i am typing this know, i think you all know he is not here and did not come over today. he isn't here because his mom found a 30 in his room and got pissed as fuck. anyway. i did see Lisa today which was very nice. got i miss her and love her. and tomorrow is my last day of work for the summer. =[. i love work....for the most part that is. so ill have more time to see everyone. i can't wait till i get up to new york city!! only like 12 days left!


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stuff

Rebecca is leaving my ass again!!!!! what the fuck. i know right. it's ridic. she went to cancun for two weeks and now this. this is unacceptable. but anyway. i have made a deal with myself. from tomorrow to next saturday i will not get drunk. today is not the same case. today im going all out. woohoo. party party party. ohh and im soo fucking kicking Brian's ass. i can't deal with him right now. ughh. he's being a motherfucker. he won't visit me in nyc =[. but hopefully ill convince him.


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last night

yesterday i talked to Rebecca for a long while. and i also texted drunk Brian. god i fucking love drunk Brian. we were talking about him visiting me and i also told him me and Rebecca were talking about him and this is what he said "no bus is good haha reeally what are you guys talking about and im much better in a swim suit" someone wants to get with Rebecca and its gonna fucking happen.


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Atlantic City

so im back from Atlantic City now. and boy do i have a story for you lovely people. my family and i were staying in Showboat. anyway. it was like ten and i was tired from a whole day of shopping with my mom...although we didn't really buy anything. anyway. so we were back in the hotel room at like ten. and i was like im going to sleep. and my mom wasn't tired so she was like well if you're going to sleep then do you mind if i go down and play a little. and i was like no that's fine! anyway. she left. and then i got un-tired. so i was like maybe i'll go down to the bar, which was in the casino. and i did. and the drinks were two bucks. so i got like four poppers. for those who are unfamiliar with this term, it's tequila and 7up. and this guy was sitting next to me. really cute by the way. like uber uber uber cute. and i wasn't just thinking that because i was drunk. lol. we started talking and he was like im gonna buy you three of my drinks. and i was like what's your drank. he said dirty bananas! and i was like omg omg omg! that is like by best friend, Brian's drank!! so i texted Brian to tell him. anyway. i wanted to take a picture with this guy. the bartender saw me take my camera out, and was like don't even try to miss. and i was like what?!?!?! and he was like no pictures. you're not allowed to take pictures in the actual casino part because of card counting and what not. anyway i was flipping shit. i was like why the fuck can't i take a picture with the guy i love and i gave him a kiss on the cheek. and the bartender was like no. and then i really flipped shit. and the bartender was damn girl stop it's not my rule! and he gave me three poppers on the house! in the end it was a pretty damn good vacation!!!



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Britney Spears

so im sorry i haven't blogged in forever. i have to tell you about what happened on friday while i was at Barnes & Noble with Lisa. so i was talking to Lisa and Brian sent me this text "Did you hear! Hillary duff just put a cover out of oops i did it again!" and i was like "Whatttttt????" and he was like "Remember shes trying to become britany speers!" the fucker can't even spell her name right lol. anyway by this point i was freaking the fuck out. i fucking love Britney Spears, if you didn't already know. and anyway im like flipping shit. then i was like "That was miley!!! But i dont get what hilary duff did! Did she sing a song or whatt??" then this is what i get "haha damn i messed it up i was trying to fuck with you" is he fucking kidding me?!?! you don't joke about that shit. anyway. i still love him.

this would happen to me

so i think that Brian thinks im bi. i alluded to what happened a few years ago and how i got fucked over really badly and the person that fucked me over was a girl. no i didn't hook up with her or anything. it's just that she did something to fuck me over. and that is why i don't do or believe in relationships. he tried to get me to talk about it that day but i told i would start crying and shit and that i needed to be drunk to tell the story. so now i think Brian thinks im bi.



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beyond fucking pissed

i am beyond fucking pissed. so today, well technically yesterday, i hung out with Brian. and no i don't like him or anything, i've been hooking up with another guy lately, but Brian found a new girl. which i am totally fine with. it's about time he finds a new girl. they are not official or anything yet, but im pretty sure that is gonna happen sometime soon. anyway. while he's, let's just say fooling around with this chick what does the motherfucker do, he fucks his ex girlfriend. and i fucking hate is fucking ex girlfriend. and he knows i fucking hate her. and he was all like you should be proud of me because sex is different to guys and girls you should be proud of me that im like just fucking her again. and i was like yeah and now you can just fuck her over. but no. he's not gonna do that. he wants to keep her in his little loop just so in case things with this other chick don't work out he's got options. and im totally fine with that, yes i think like a guy, get over it, but why the fuck her. i fucking can't fucking stand that bitch, and he fucking knows that. why her?!?!?! seriously why her!?!?!?



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in other news

now i need to catch you all up on my life aside from partying. on the fourth i talked to Brian, and he told me he got a girl. he's been with her for a week. and he didn't fucking tell me. and so now i need to tell Rebski that my dream of her and Brian is gonna have to wait. and prob wait for awhile. Brian is like fucking in love with this chick. and he normally has relationships that last a long while. so unless something goes wrong, my dream is gonna have to wait for a long while, UNLESS when Brian comes up to visit me, drunk Brian and drunk Rebski do something. now that is possible. most people are whores when they are drunk. so it is very possible. Brian drinks enough, and ill give him some poppers because those fuck you up real good. and ill get the bartender to put extra rum in Rebski's pina colada. haha. i hope Rebski does not read my blog.


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fuck calculus

like seriously, im still working on my homework. and you know what the fucked up thing is...im getting almost all the questions wrong. and i have no fucking clue what im fucking doing wrong. i know you're probably thinking, well why don't you ask Brian for help. well i even did that, except i think he's either a-asleep, b-drunk, or c-something else. so he can't help me either and i am FUCKED for my quiz tomorrow. what a joy! oh and the grades for this class are gonna be majorly curved like a 90+ is an A+ and like 85-90 is an A and 79-84 is an A-. which brings me to another point. if even fucking JHU gives A+'s then why the fuck doesn't fucking NYU do that too?!?!?!?! seriously there is a HUGE difference between a med school seeing an A and then seeing an A+. so like seriously NYU think about this. and start giving students A+'s. if B+'s exist then so should A+'s.



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today

first thing first: last night should not have happened, especially since i had to be at work at 10:30.
secondly: i am pissed as fuck at fucking Brian.
third: i feel like i am about to die.

last night as you all know i went to a party. and as all of you know i tend to drink a lot when i drink. id say i had about ten drinks in all, a few poppers, a few rum screwdrivers, and lots of vodka. and as a result drunk Priya was out and about. my friend's ipod was on shuffle and this song "Hey" by Lil Jon and 3OH!3 came on. the first time around only a select few had heard it. and we ALL loved it so much that we decided we HAD to replay it. at one point in the song Lil Jon goes, "SHOT SHOT SHOT SHOT!" and there were about forty of us at this party and when that part came on, someone came up with the fabulous idea to take four shots at that part. now no where near did we have 160 shot glasses. so SOLO CUPS. in one cup there were four shots so you could just drink four times when the "SHOT SHOT SHOT SHOT" part came on. since we were short on time, the song is only 3:45 minutes long, and we had to make forty drinks in that time i wasn't the only one mixing drinks. so one of my friends, who was making my drink decided that instead of giving me four shots to give me six. and i had already had two drinks, so more alcohol in me was really really really not needed. anyhow drunk Priya= whore Priya. although last night i was more of a make-out whore than anything else. so i stayed over at my friends house and for some reason after going to bed at four i woke up at fucking six!! and i only got fucking two fucking hours of fucking sleep. and Brian, Rebecca, and my friend's ex-boyfriend were all in my dream. it was really weird because i don't talk to the ex-boyfriend at all. like we're facebook friends and such but we never talk. i haven't talked to him in a good year and a half. at least. so i went home and then drank LOTS and LOTS and LOTS of water to get rid of that awful hangover, which worked. and then i went to the gym for a bit. normally hungover people shouldn't work out, but for me somehow it helps me get back to normal. i have no clue why that is, but it works for me so i put it to use. and then i went to work and then the mall with my mom.

Brian fucking William fucking Beisel. i am sooo fucking pissed off at him it's not even fucking funny. yesterday we were supposed to hang out and i woke up at noon, because i was hungover, although not too badly, to text him to see what time we were gonna hang, and he said he had to do something but after that. and then i told him to call me an hour before so i could get ready and stuff because i was going back to sleep. the fucker never called or texted me back and we did not hang out yesterday. i know why this is making me soo mad even though it shouldn't. i mean it's really not that big of a deal, but he should have had the decency to call or text me and say "hey i can't hang out today" or something along those lines. anyhow. im really really mad at him. i wish i wasn't so mad about it.

so i have my calculus final this week. and it is gonna kill me. like seriously. i don't get what we did last class. but i did something a little different to get the right answers to the homework. which is okay, unless she asks us to do it the certain way, which i don't get. but other than that i get it so far. but i still feel like it is going to kick my ass. first because i get test anxiety. and second because i don't want to ask Brian for help because i am soo fucking mad at him. but if i need it i'll probably just get over myself and ask him. anyway. im really freaking out about this final because i need to get an A. yes i did fine on the midterm, but the final is more about the stuff after the midterm than before. i mean i still need to know the stuff from before the midterm, but it's gonna be more about the stuff after. so i really really really need to concentrate. and not party monday, tuesday, and wednesday night. tonight i might i might not. im not quite sure how im feeling about it right now.



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almost done

im getting really fucking freaked out. this morning i woke up at five because of a dream i had. Brian fucking died in my fucking dream. goddamnit. what the fuck is going on?!?!?! like seriously?!?!?! he fucking died. what does that fucking mean? i bet it has something with what im trying to do for him but im not sure. actually im pretty sure it does. but why am i having dreams where he is fucking dying?? that is fucking ridiculous. i can't deal with this anymore.
oh and on top of all this shit, i have fucking calculus to fucking deal with. i really want an A in the class, and as of right now even if i get a 50% on the final ill end up with a B- in the class, which is not what i want. but still it's nice to know that i have something going for me. but i really need to do well on the final. because i really really really want an A. like that was my goal. and i am determined to keep it.
that's pretty much my life right now. kinda boring but it's better than it being bad, right?


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life

today's post is not being sent from where it normally is, that being my house. right now im at a friend's house. and if i can give you one good piece of advice, never ever ever (i can't stress the "ever" enough) let your friends make you a drink when you don't know what is in it. right now im not talking about what my friends did to me, but rather what i did to one of my friends. hehe =]. he still loves me =].
anyhow. im not sure what's been going on with me lately, but whatever it is, it really needs to fucking stop. i still have not had a decent night of sleep in forever. and it's kinda really beginning to freak me out. i keep having the first dream i did with Brian. and now im getting used to depressed Brian, which is not like him in actuality at all! and i just wish i knew what the fuck is fucking going on because this is beyond fucking ridiculousness.
in other news, i feel like everything that happened when i was 17 is coming back to haunt me now. i had a strange dream last night and James was in it. he was the one who "drunk texted" the motherfucker to get some answers. and i told him to never talk to her again but i feel like he will. im not sure why. i know he hates her, as do all of my friends who know this story, but i hope he just doesn't talk to her ever again. it's too much to deal with. it has been nearly two years and still it fucking bothers me to this day. i know most of you who read this don't know what im talking about. and that's because only five people know about this story. and i can't write it out on here because it just makes me sick to my stomach. and i need to be way way way way way drunk and not only drunk but a sad drunk to tell this story. and im never a sad drunk, unless im sad and then i start drinking. so those of you who want to hear this story will have to see me to hear it.
also today i saw Courtney and we went to Tutti Frutti. then we went back to her house and watched Wimbledon. we were watching the Isner versus Mahut match, which STILL has not finished. it's gone on for over nine fucking hours, and is doing some major major major record setting. anyway that's all for now.


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yay

sorry for the late post, but i just finished my calc homework. which by the way i have no clue what i did. anyway. today, well technically yesterday, i got my midterm back i got a 200 out of 210. but she curved it and said to divide the grade you got by 2 and that'll be the percentage. so basically i just got a 100% on my fucking midterm! woohoo. but im still gonna freak out about the final. no doubt about that. which by the way is next friday.
in other news, i talked to Rebski and Brian today. im still not sure when she is coming down, but she deffffff is coming in july. that is for fucking sure. otherwise i will go up to Philly and bring her down myself. today Brian asked about Rebski, but that is probably because i mentioned her. that's all i really have for today. now im gonna go to bed because i have been up since fucking five in the fucking morning because i couldn't go back to sleep.



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today

calculus kicked my motherfucking ass. like for reall. that midterm fucking intense. and i should be celebrating the end but that's gonna be tomorrow =]. not much else happened today. it was a pretty chill day. ooo but i did find out that me and my friend, Adrienne are gonna be part of move in day at not only the same time but the same residence hall! so i am uber uber uber excited and she's gonna make me and Brian white chocolate chip expresso brownies!!! Brian is hopefully gonna visit me then! yayyyyyyyy!!! that'll be the first time he visits me, which is kinda sad but that's okay!



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life

so today i woke up with a hangover, went to work, and did not go to the gym. later today i will be studying for calculus, after i take my dad out to dinner. btw, i just saw the cutest pic of little Brian. anyway. last night was pretty awesome. my friend and i made about a hundred bucks each from the party. well more like 80 each, but still pretty good shit =]. it was mad funnnn! and i only did a few minor stupid things, so sorry for not having any fun and exciting stories. =[



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Brian

it was sooooooooo nice seeing Brian today. we just talked for like ever and ever he was here for like three hours and we just caught up on life. and we talked about Rebecca and him getting together. Brian said he needed a girl, so Rebecca it is. and when she comes down Geoffery is gonna come too. and then the four of us are gonna do something. i can't wait till then it'll be sooooo damn funnn. me and Brian talked about everything today. and i mean everything: girls/guys, energy drinks, drinking, Rebecca, Geoffery, smoking, school, and people. and hopefully i'll be seeing more of Brian next week. it's been mad long since i've seen him.



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life

yesterday i meant to post something about another dream i had the night before last, which also happens to be one of my dreams from last night, but i forgot =[. first off, today i was very excited that my calculus class ended early. secondly, today at work everyone, and i mean EVERYONE loved my shoes. and my manager loved my jeans even though they weren't Loft. and another good thing i get to see Brian today! like in an hour or two. but im still having those dreams. and yesterday Rebski suggested to limit the coffee, and i feel like she guilt tripped me. so today, i only had three cups of coffee so far. that's like a major record for me!
anyway. so my dream last night and the night before last. i don't remember much of it. all i remember is Rebski, Brian, me, and a bunch of other people at a bar. and Brian and I were pressuring Rebski to drink more. and we told the bartender to add extra Bacardi to her pina coladas, which he did! it was great. she was piss fucking drunk!!!! like drunken beyond belief. and when we were going home (she lived like a block away from me) Brian had to carry her. and we decided to let her sleep in my apartment because she was so so so hammered. and that is all i remember =[.
anyway. these dreams need to stop. hopefully today they will. like seriously i really really hope so. because this is beyond ridiculous. like seriously.



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ughhhh

okay. so this is getting beyond ridic. last night i had another dream. Rebski was in this one, as was Brian. so me and Rebski were in med school together, and i believe we were in New York City, and Brian wanted to visit me because apparently i hadn't seen him in forever. so i told him to come up after the huge exam Rebski and i were having. and so he did. and normally Rebski is all about NOT drinking sorrows away, but this time her and i were drinking our sorrows away. and there were some other people with us, who i couldn't recognize and/or don't remember. and me and Rebski lived really close to each other. so her, me, and Brian walked back together, and boy were we drunk out of our minds. and i should mention that Brian had a serious girlfriend, because i asked him when they were gonna get married. and anyway. i slept with Brian, which i guess could be blamed on the alcohol; even though i would never do that, even if i was that drunk...well id like to think that. and then the next morning i couldn't remember shit. and we fucked again. and that time there wasn't any alcohol. i wouldn't do that. so i have no clue what these dreams mean. but someone please help me. because this is driving me crazy!



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