Well, I'm in PA. My flight was good. I drank the whole way, and then got a ride home from my Dad, who I could not find at the airport when I got my bags... But that's OK, it gave me a chance to go outside and smoke a cigarette and spray myself off with cologne. HAHA. Well, Kyle didn't come up on Friday like he said he was going to. He had tickets to see the Killers on Saturday, and he found out it was gonna be like a three hour drive to my house, so that didn't happen. I went out to eat on Friday with my Mom, which was nice. We talked for a long time. I took a walk down to see Shane and Natalie at work earlier on Friday, while my mom was at work. I was just kinda bored and wanted to get out of the house... It was cold and it started raining on the way back. I wanted to cry. lol Send me back to Florida!!!
My friend Alison, from Meadville called me on Friday evening. From Ellenton, FL. Aparently she lives there now, how ironic that she moved 15 minutes from my house, and calls me when I'm in PA. We're gonna hang out when I get back, which should be cool, she says she doesn't know many people yet, which I know the feeling. Haha.
On Saturday, I went out with John, Erica and Brad. We hit up Mickeys, Otters, Magoo's, and the Penny Bar. I didn't spend a single cent on my alcohol that night. Thanks John.
We woke up on Sunday and went to a picnic thing in the middle of nowhere. I would've enjoyed it a lot more had I taken some allergy medication or something... I hate the country. I really do...
On Sunday we went to Ran's for Karaoke, and ended up eating all of the Jello Shots that the bar had. Between the 4 of us we ate 53 Jello shots. Erica Brad and I also drank 5 pitchers of beer. We played air hockey, and John kicked everyone's asses. Surprise. We went back to Erica and Brad's house and drank some more. Everyone went to sleep, and I kept pacing between the couch where I was trying to sleep, and the bathroom, where I was trying to puke. Eventually I did, and then passed out.
