My Thanksgiving was boring, how was yours? The genius I am went Christmas shopping the day after AND today. To tell you the truth, I had fun. But there are ENTIRLEY too many people there. What can I expect, though? Why am I bitching so much? I dunno. Well time to go eat dinnah. Yum. Spaghetti is real good.
Last Friday I went to a football game with my good friend, Erin. I was a little bit apprehensive in going because a lot of my old friends who I had not seen in forver were going to be there, and I guess I was anxious to see if they were still the same. (I went to a different high school and middle school as all of my friends from elementary.) Turns out, things were still great. Not the same, but everyone was cool about seeing me and we had a good time. While we were walking around, I ran into this guy I knew when I was about 11 or something. I felt really bad because I didn't recognize him AT ALL, but he knew me. To make a long explanation short, I finally realized who he was and we hung out. (Here comes the guy). He introduced me to his hot friend while we were talking. So my attention turns to HIM and we start getting acquainted. We talked for so long about everything, and I couldn't believe that I was actually having a NORMAL and enjoyable conversation with a good looking uy my age. I gave him my number and we planned to see each other again. I walked away feeling elated, but only for a second. When I met up with Erin again, I started bubbling like an idiot about the guy. The whole time she looked at me like I was a freaking moron (which I probably sounded like). I finally quit rambling and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?!". Ha ha ha. She informed me that the guy had a steady girlfriend which he was making out with as we speak. I turn around, and sure enough there he was with his hands full at the exact same spot we, 5 minutes ago, were talking and flirting. Ya'll, I was pissed off. Not only that, I got kinda dissapointed. I thought I actually met someone that I really liked and liked me, but turns out was just keeping himself busy. Uhhhhhhhhhhhh! Well I know you guys are getting bored so I'll stop. I just want to make one final comment:
Ever hear that thing old people say.. "If it can go bad, it will".. something gay like that, anyway it is so true. First off, if any of ya'll have AOL, please let me know if this ever happens to you, or if it's true that they hate me. Like whenever I try to sign on, it screws with me, I get an error message, no sign on screen, and then I have to reinstall. Is it just me?? Regardless, it sucks. Really bad. I have over 600 emails in my accounts (I have 4 screen names) and I take forever to answer people.. I feel so bad about it.
Then, I go to get my plane ticket for Vegas. Apparantely, the airport hates me too. They tell me on the phone I can get my ticket for the internet price: $282. So, I go up there with the cash, and they tell me I CAN'T get that price. I have to pay like over $500. Lying bastards. I almost started crying.. Ok, ok, I did cry a little.. lol. But, Vegas will be fun, Amy has her "Do Me Justin" T-shirt, (as seen below, I made it for her, ain't I a sweetie? See.. we have this contest where we mail each other things to see who can send the stupidest package. So far she is winning, hell... she send me a Toby finger puppet and Howie In My Pocket!) Anyway.. I'm deciding whether too wear my "Do Me Stever" shirt, or my "Cuz I'm From Mississippi" one. Hmm.. tough choice.
Amy's T-shirt Ah Made Her.
Oh, another thing. Ebay can kiss my ass too. Can you believe those bastards pulled all my auctions off there because they said I was "pirating or bootlegging" WTF!!?? Ughh.. assholes. Suck It. hehe..
Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, my "great" trip to Canada this weekend, took a turn for the bad when I ran into an unexpected visitor. This takes me to the:
10 Things I Learned On This Trip
(altered a tad from its original format)
10 ----> If a girl meets a guy 6 months earlier, is with him for a weekend, and then never calls him because "hell, he lives in New York and he said he only comes up here every few months, I'll never see him again." She will see him again.
9 ----> If aforementioned girl is with another guy at this time who is equally hot, she WILL have to make 2 things happen in her mind quickly:
1. A decision.
2. A lie for the other one.
8 ----> If the lie to one guy about the other guy you were standing with contains the words "my brother" and the guy has already SEEN your brother, you are a retard. Smack yourself in the forehead and accept that fact. If the next lie about why you must leave this guy *sniff, sniff, decisions, decisions* includes the words "my grandma", YOU ARE THE WORST LIAR IN THE WORLD.
7 ----> Regardless of the lies, if the guy falls for your damn story anyway, congratulate yourself, and laugh at the idiocy of the male mind. Make plans to meet this guy again, always keep in mind "bar guys come, and bar guys go, some are worthwhile and some are so so"
6 ----> If the last song played at a club before it closes is "Music Of My Heart", are you sick to your stomach because you had 4 different mixed drinks at last call, or because you keep picturing Lance's face on the guy you are dancing with and that is just weird?
5 ----> When playing drinking games with drunk guys, YOU always must make the rules. You also must always be the dealer. It pays off in the long run. "Um.. this is poker right? Why do YOU have 10 cards and I only have 3????"
4 ----> Being that you cannot buy beer after 2am, if someone on the balcony of their hotel room is offering you "half a case of Bud Ice for 20 bucks" at 5am when you are in a desperate door to door beer search. Buy it.
3 ----> If an NSYNC sticker machine has 15 different stickers you can get (one of each guy and 10 group) and you drop your last 2 quarters (all the money you have to your name) inside it. You will get the sticker you most did NOT want to get. (In my case, Justin.) On a side note, if you beat a friend of your brother's into giving you 2 more quarters so you can "try again" you just may get the damn Lance sticker. Woohoo.
2 ----> If you are to meet up with a guy you met 6 months ago again (see #10) and when you had met him 6 months ago you "accidentally stole" a pair of his boxers, do not bring them as your only thing to sleep in 6 months later. This will result in another smack in the forehead, and more lies. (I SWEAR IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, SERIOUSLY)
1 ----> 35 year old Indians WILL hit on you.
If you have to wait in line an hour and a half to get in a damn bar because it's the closest place outside the US that serves kids beer, have fun in line (for example, laugh at the guy who as he's leaving yells in a drunken rage to the line "It's not worth waiting, all the girls in there are nasty and taken") After all, as my brother and his friend pointed out, he's just jealous cuz he's ugly.
If the guy at the hotel front desk doesn't speak english, you CAN get him to lower your room to $49.00 on a Saturday night.
If the guy you are with in a bar goes to the bathroom, stand VERY close to another guy, that deters ugly guys from catching you alone.
Do not stay in a hotel with more than 3 captial "A's" in its name, you will not have a phone, more than 2 towels, or ice.
Don't invite strangers from other hotel rooms to come into your room with you and the people you are with to play drinking games. They pass out on your beds.
If people offend NSYNC, it's ok to defend them. Don't get too into it or they think you are REALLY weird. Or 11.
DON'T TIP THE BARTENDER WITH TOONIES YOU ASSHOLE. (Toonies are the Canadian 2 dollar coin that I always seem to confuse for a quarter, even though it's huge)
If they play "The Venga Bus" you must dance, same thing goes for Jay-Z's "Canigetta?"
America Sucks.
On that note, I am done writing here. God, I have REALLY bad luck sometimes.
You. Me. Casino. I win $3000. We spend $3000. Casino. Us. Let's Go.
I told him to get out of my fucking face, and he comes back with..
I win $3000. Casino. You come sit with me casino. I win more. You sit with me. I have woman.
(For all of you who don't know, Niagara Falls is littered with casinos.
Anyway, a minute later I was saved from him by the HOTTEST GUY IN THE WORLD. Whoo.. this guy was so sexy. You can't even imagine. I can go on forever, but I won't.. lol. On another good note, the bar actually served "screaming orgasms" (see the Official NSYNC Drinking Game ) They were really good too.
But then of course I had to get lost in Buffalo on the way home, and then the damn highway was closed so I had to drive for 8 hours on Sunday.. the trip usually takes 5. So, I'm a little bitter about that, and every single part of my body is sore. It just sucks major ass.
So, I'm back now in good ol' Pennsylvania, home of Sugar Ray, yokels, and all that good stuff. Yippee. Oh well, 53 days till Vegas.
Another thing pissing me off is this site. I love doing it, and all the cool people I've met. But, I'm trying to update today, and my computer is like a tin can with a string. It sucks. I can't upload pictures or type out a page without freezing like 15 times and having to start over. Then we get "Badass Hurricane Floyd" rolling through here, and my house is all strobe lights. They blinked for like 15 minutes straight, unless you are drunk at a dance club, this is not fun. Ugh.. I just hate that. It takes me like all day to get 5 new sections added. Then of course, I just get this new layout and site name up. So, NSYNC changes labels. WTF!! RCAmental? I think not. I now need a new site name. That just sucks.
The last thing to make me mad today would have to be my ex calling. See, for those of you that don't know, I go to Canada like every weekend. Well, I was kinda seeing this guy up there whenever I'd go there. Then we stopped talking for like no reason a few months ago. When I was there last Saturday (the NSYNC PPV night) I saw him at the club I was at with some skank. I was just like whatever.. I mean the club we go to is seriously a "pick-up bar" that's it. If you've ever been to one, you know what I mean. There is no limits here, you have people practically screwing on the dance floor. So I was kinda.. hmm.. not upset, not mad... I don't know how to explain it. We didn't talk to each other though. Then he calls today, saying how nice it was to see me and all this is shit.. and am I coming up there this weekend (which I am) I told him I didn't know though.. I don't know.. I'll probably see him. ARGH.. I'm confused, and if you read this I bet you are too. LOL.. Ok, that's all of this for today. I'm giving myself a headache. I'll let you all know what happens when I get back.
