Every year, without fail

No matter what, it always seems I take ill right before my birthday. Then I guess it’s a good thing I celebrated it this weekend. I think I was the only one who had fun though. Ah, oh well. All I have been doing all week is partying, hence the reason I am probably so ill… so ill it hurts to walk, let alone lay there and let alone type right now. But, I need to type out some feelings… and of course, stories.

I guess it starts Wednesday. A few of us decided we wanted to go out (a few of us, meaning me). So, Faith, Mikey, and Candice all came to my house for a little pre-drinking fun. It was great sitting there, chatting, whatnot. We decide to go to Dakotas… my decision, kinda hoping I’d run into Bobby T. No luck. I continued to get a bit tipsy, so I start drunken dialing. I text messaged Aaron, telling him we were at Dakotas (Stupid, stupid, stupid). He stopped up, and was dancing with us, trying to kiss on me and then he asked if we wanted to leave and go to his house. Faith was upset, because we were supposed to go to Denny’s. She left in a huff, and the rest of us went to Aaron’s. There, Aaron was once again trying his best to seduce me, and when I wasn’t recipricating, he would be kissing on Mikey (Aaron is bi). At one point, Candice knew Aaron and I had to have a chat, so she suggested her and Mikey go on a smoke run. They left, and Aaron cornered me in the bathroom.

“Why are you so distant?” he kept asking. It basically ended up with him just throwing questions at me, not giving me a chance to answer so it seemed that the end of our conversation was a standing agreement to “date” each other. Mikey and Candice came back, and I was still confused. I slipped onto the couch and started to fall asleep. Next thing I know, Aaron is next to me, cuddling and kissing me, and asking me to stay the night. I told him no repeatedly. He finally took the hint, and we left. Mikey and I were talking in the car: this is the first guy that has ever tried to come between me and Mikey. I knew Mikey liked Aaron, and he knew Aaron liked both of us, but I didn’t really like Aaron (confused yet?) It ended with Mike and I hugging, vowing never to let any man come between us.

The next night was salsa dancing at Excalibur. Faith insisted on driving, but we all knew Faith’s tendency to drink a bit too much- and we were going downtown. We let her anyway. Kumari (Aaron’s ex-girlfriend) came with us. We got into the club, where nobody had much money, and started to talk with everyone. Aaron came up to me and apologized for being a “drunk ass” the night before. I accepted his apology, and we didn’t speak the rest of the night. He apologized to Mikey too, and they didn’t speak the rest of the night. He now knows not to come in between good friends. Well, me and Mike got sick of salsa-ing, so we went next door to do some regular ol’ school dancing. Elizabeth came up to us and said Faith had gotten thrown out for being too drunk. Mike had only two beers, so he drove her car. We had to pull over for her to puke, and getting her home was hard. We got her in her house, and she continued to cuss us out, “I don’t need your help, I can’t be friends with you anymore, we are never going out together as a group again.” My personal favorite line, “Stop calling me Faith, my name is alcoholic.” The night ended, and the next day began.

I worked a double that day, straight 11 hours, thought I would never make it. Luckily, I did. I had a blast working in the bar with this new guy, Maek. He was cracking me up like crazy. That night, everyone was going out, I passed and slept 13 hours. Besides, Saturday we were celebrating my birthday.

I called Tequilla Roadhouse, so we wouldn’t have to wait in a huge cold line outside. It was cool. I drove with Sam, who had borrowed Faith’s ID since Faith did not feel like going out. We had a blast, or at least I did. People saw my button that said “Kiss me it’s my birthday” (And many obliged) and I got mardi gras beads, and it was great. We left when the closed, I passed out on the floor of Elizabeth’s place, where I woke up the next day, my face covered in eye liner… a penis on my forehead, arrows across my cheeks… very cute. I got home the next day, and went striaght to bed. When I woke up, I figured I felt bad due to hangover- nope, sick as a dog. So, I am about to head back to bed.

Some of you who have read my diary for a while, might be wondering about Brian… you know, he’s baby’s due in two weeks, from today. I called it off with him. I told him it would probably never work between us, and that he had more responsibilities and couldn’t handle a friend like me right now. I am assuming him and I will try to keep in contact, even if it’s just by e-mail. But, I have been getting so many signs lately. Like, trying to voice dial Houlihan’s, it would call Brian. It was strange… I dunno what will happen. All I know is that right now, I am more than happy to be single. Or, at least, I will keep telling myself that.