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.
☮ hope ♥
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
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Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
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.
☮ hope ♥
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.
☮ hope ♥
Thursday, June 24, 2010
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?
☮ hope ♥
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?
☮ hope ♥
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
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.
☮ hope ♥
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.
☮ hope ♥
Thursday, June 10, 2010
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.
☮ hope ♥
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.
☮ hope ♥
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
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!
☮ hope ♥
☮ hope ♥
Monday, June 7, 2010
ughhh fuck my dreams
i am going completely insane. i swear. this is beyond fucking ridic. i haven't had dreams like this since i don't know maybe four five years ago. and now this shit needs to stop, like for real. last night i had the opportunity of having ANOTHER dream. and this time i was a homewrecker. and sadly i've already kinda been there, done that. kinda being i was fucking this friend of mine, and then he got a girlfriend. but she said it was too early in their relationship to have sex, so i continued to fuck him. and so yeah but once they were doing it i was out of the picture. and the weird thing is i didn't feel bad about that. but in my dream i felt TERRIBLE about it. i can't remember exactly what happened, but damn i felt bad. i kept telling Brian that we can't even though both of us wanted to. what i really want to know is what the fuck do these dreams mean; they are driving me fucking insane.
☮ hope ♥
☮ hope ♥
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Katie time
so last night i went to the movies with Katie! we saw Killers, with Katherine Heigl and Ashton Kutcher. and omg omg omg sooooo good! i suggest everyone should go see it. it's just soooo fucking good. and i told Katie about the creepy dreams i've been having lately and she thinks that one of them has to do with Maddie, which i completely agree with. and these dreams won't stop. and they are driving me INSANE. ughhhhhh i can't do this anymore. oh and my dad drank one of Brian's redbulls, but that's just Brian's fault for not seeing me earlier. other than the dreams life is good!
☮ hope ♥
☮ hope ♥
Friday, June 4, 2010
dreams and dreams
so once again i had the same dreams last night. and it's sooooooo fucking annoying like for real they NEED to stop. this really all i have time to day right now. because i am about to go out, so i will talk about what happens hopefully tomorrow!
☮ hope ♥
☮ hope ♥
Thursday, June 3, 2010
dreams
for some reason i forgot to post yesterday but the night before i had ANOTHER weird dream about Brian. we were hanging out and then the next thing i knew i was outside his house driving my car crazily around his cul-de-sac. it was sooo weird. and he was outside his house getting into his car and was completely ignoring me. so i got out and yelled at him for a good good good while. and then i woke up. and i had the other dream again. so im getting really freaked out. does anyone know what either of the dreams mean??
☮ hope ♥
☮ hope ♥
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
life and it's strange things
so last night i had the strangest dream ever possible. Brian was over at my house at around one or two in the morning because he wanted to talk about stuff going on in his life. and we talked for like ever; i don't remember what was going on in his life. all i remember is telling him he needs to get some fucking shit taken care off. and then at like three my parents start to roll up the drive way. and im like ill just tell them Courtney had to leave her car here. but Brian had to ruin it by not hiding, so my parents saw him and asked him why he was there. and he said in the most depressing voice ever fucking possible "i just needed some life help" or something along those lines. and then i woke up.
the scary thing about this is sometimes my dreams come true. so at 7:30 in the morning before i left for my fucking calculus class i texted Brian, "Hey i know its mad early but are okay? Im not trying to be creepy or anything, i just had the strangest dream about you last night." and he told me he was fine and work is taking over his life.
also today, calculus started =[. i really am not looking forward to this shit. like seriously, the woman teaching it can't even speak english and she's a second year graduate student. there is something wrong with that. after that i had to do some random shit around campus, parking permit, j-card, getting my textbook...you get the flow. then i came home, bought the book off of Half for $60 and not $130. and then went to Courtney's house and then to Tutti Frutti. then i went back to her house and we watched this movie based on Dragon Ball-Z, which was decent.
☮ hope ♥
the scary thing about this is sometimes my dreams come true. so at 7:30 in the morning before i left for my fucking calculus class i texted Brian, "Hey i know its mad early but are okay? Im not trying to be creepy or anything, i just had the strangest dream about you last night." and he told me he was fine and work is taking over his life.
also today, calculus started =[. i really am not looking forward to this shit. like seriously, the woman teaching it can't even speak english and she's a second year graduate student. there is something wrong with that. after that i had to do some random shit around campus, parking permit, j-card, getting my textbook...you get the flow. then i came home, bought the book off of Half for $60 and not $130. and then went to Courtney's house and then to Tutti Frutti. then i went back to her house and we watched this movie based on Dragon Ball-Z, which was decent.
☮ hope ♥
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