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Name: George
Birthday: 6/12/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: I dont enjoy many things in life, college has been a drag but im sure it will get worse...but o well find out urself...it will save me the trouble of explaining
Expertise: Tennis
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  ReignOfChaos101
Member Since:
6/12/2003
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| Hello Xanga, it's been a long time since I've talked with you about anything serious. I still don't know if what's been on my mind is serious enough to warrant your attention Haha. But I'll give it a try.
I woke up kind of early today, and yes 7 AM is fairly early for me. I do envy people like Richard who can wake up even earlier on a daily basis. But in my defense, if I had a girlfriend and a job where I didn't work for my parents, I too would wake up early, but I digress. I don't remember the last time I talked with you, dear Xanga, so I will check right now. Give me a moment. July 12, 2009 was my last post. It was some silly oath to some Lantern Corp I was so excited about. I've talked to you about a lot of weird things over the past several years, and those were some of the more "normal" ones, that says something -_-ll. I'm just going on tangents all over the place, and I haven't even gotten to the good parts yet. So the most significant event that happened so far was my "meeting" with this lovely lady named Alice. I had first met her in March 09 through a mutual friend, and by the sheer luck of her using that silly online dating website okcupid.com that Dana made me sign up with him for "moral support." I've gotten some pretty creepy mails from people on that site, and understandably I have not signed back on in the last 6 months. I Digress again! I'm sorry, please be patient with me. You know me by now. So our first meeting, Alice and I, was pretty ok. Not like a "I think I am in love" kind of meeting, but more like "oh I would like to be friends, and see what happens from there." We hit it off pretty well, even though we had nothing in common at first. It's weird, I can't explain it, Xanga. Two people with nothing in common in tastes or interests being engaged in active conversation. I guess it's something you feel I suppose, but I always use that as an excuse for everything Haha. Yea yea, I am a pessimist. Turns out she is aspiring to be a nurse, and she was planning to attend Berkeley in the Fall. Her parents owned a large import/export company in China and Taiwan, and she had no interest in it at all. Big Surprise. And me? Well, I'm just a boring ass Insurance Agent. What else is there to explain? I like games? Oh yea, that really gets the ladies hot. I play tennis? Like people even consider that a real sport. Sigh, I pretty much thought I failed. Only up side is that I made her laugh a lot, either through corny jokes or puns or just me being a fool. Possibly any combination of the three. So we said our goodbyes. I was confident that I would never hear from her again, and that was okay. I am almost certain there is a more entertaining person out there. Skip ahead a month or two into May. It was SUNGODS, that concert in San Diego that's always held outside in the burning sun, hence the name. Yea I go to those, Xanga. Started out terrible though, since I drove down Thursday, got there at like 8pm. My friend who was going to let me stay at her place suddenly said she couldn't. So I called Kevin Tan, but he was in class until 10. I wandered all over the campus, god was it boring! I really hate spontaneous planning fails, but what can ya do? Next day turned out to be a day unlike any before. First, I started out with several, and by several I mean a dozen or so, beers. Needless to say I was pretty buzzed. I have terrible tolerance, actually I HAD terrible tolerance. It's ok now, but that's a story for another day. So it's noon, and I'm buzzed. So for the rest of that day, I hung out with old SHHS friends jumping from party to party. I didn't even go to the concert I paid $50 a ticket for. Imagine this, a long street/walkway with apartments on both sides which parties in each one. I must have gone to all of them, it's kinda blurry now. So, by the end of the day I got to the last apartment building, most of my friends had already left, and I was kind of tipsy. It would be safe to say that THAT was the most I have ever drank in my entire life. Yea Xanga, it was that bad. So who do I find at the last apartment? Alice of all people. She was pretty smashed, but she could still speak in complete sentences. I, on the other hand, sounded even more like a fool than I usually am. I KNOW Xanga, I am pretty foolish, you don't need to remind me. So here she is standing in the doorway, looking more alluring than usual, but it was probably the alcohol slowly replacing my blood. We talk a bit, all the while continuing to drink whatever we could find, against all better judgement. Then she finds the gold mine, a single unspoiled bottle of Bacardi 151. At that point in time, I did not know the dangers of this liquid. It tastes like the stuff you use to fuel your car, possibly worse. What's that called again? oh yea GASOLINE. Fuck me yo, if there was a God he would have warned me Haha. Alice gets this brilliant idea to have a drinking game with this last bottle. I foolishly agree, stating that after that I would be done for the night. After 7 shots apiece, I pass out. And just like I said I was done for the night...
Sorry, I need to get some water. Be right back.
Ok sorry about that, I was getting parched from thinking too much. and also typing. Anyways continuing on.
So it's the next morning. Judging by my surroundings, I am still in the same apartment. I'm having trouble breathing, like there's a heavy weight on my chest. I suddenly see the clothes I wore from last night hanging on the dresser across the room. I think to myself "shit," and thats when the bombshell hits. Look under the covers and there's Alice, sleeping on top of me, and we are both in the nude. Holy Crap I just had a drunken one night stand. Many things are cycling through my head right now. "Should I just leave?" or "Maybe I can explain myself, even though I don't remember anything from the night before..." Yea, that is a great Plan! FAIL! No! So in my panic to think of something, she wakes up, bright brown eyes looking up. And I ask the most retarded question of all time.
"Do you...remember anything from last night?", I ask.
She lets out a yawn/moan like she just woke up from a 1,000 year sleep, slightly stretching her legs and arms against my side.
"I was hoping you could tell me..", she responds with a slight smile
Okay despite what you might think, Xanga, I don't do this on a regular basis. So stop laughing! Urgg!
So I get up out of bed with the largest hangover of all time, and stumble towards the dresser to get my pants on. She, however, is content with just wrapping herself with the blanket. I open the door to the living room to see that the participants from last night's party are also starting to recover and stir. So we're both standing in the doorway, I've only got my pants on, she's got only the blanket, leaning her head on my shoulder (like I'm in any shape to be stable support). I ask the same question to the rest of the people. One girl turns around and yells "Oh look, the happy couple!." Another guy yells out "Holy shit you two were loud last night, I couldn't sleep at all, but it sounded fun!" and then proceeded to give me a high five. Awkward...=_=...So I guess she and I really did sleep together...So we went to breakfast after getting properly dressed. We talked about all we could remember and surprisingly there was more laughter than I thought. Turns out we did have a lot of fun the other night, barring the one night stand. Although you can't really count that as a one night stand since we did exchange numbers and promise to see each other. I would not have guessed she was such a carefree and easy going girl from my first glance. I'm glad I saw that side of her.
It wouldn't be the last I saw of her, but I didn't think it would be so soon.
But I'll continue on that next time, Xanga.
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