merry

i can safely say this was my weirdest xmas ever. on the eve, a bunch of us went over to rynay's to watch the xmas variety show we made and also have a sleepover. the next morning jessica woke us up at the buttcrack of 8am and we opened presents. ryan and nathan gave us an ice cream maker!!!! soooo gooood. they made brunch and then we lounged around for a few hrs watching the foot fist way again, which rulez, and also rudolph and home alone.

then me and nathan stopped by this dinner at this crazy house in calabassas or something. the ppl were so nice but it was weird bc they were kinda white trashy, but so rich. they had the coolest rottweiler too. the dinner was an all-out thanksgiving style feast. i was so down with it. when we finally got out of there, we met back up with ryan, josh, and amanda. we watched a couple episodes of testees, and they kept watching stuff about deformed babies.

we randomly trekked down to long beach to hang out on the queen mary, which is a giant ship that is permanently docked. we sat in the lounge and drank margaritas, listened to the wicked guitarist/singer duo, and made up scandalous stories about this couple that were dancing. anyway we walked around the ship and i took a fall, and we found a grand piano and played some tunes.

we were trying to look for food after but instead we ended up at some gay club in the middle of downtown long beach. it was the best way to spend xmas night, dancing and taking $1 jello shots. now i'm home and tomorrow is prob going to be boring.

one moment i can be so lucky. i get so cocky about it and then everything turns around and i get so down. i think i just get so wrapped up in being happy that the moment something falls apart, or just seems to, i take it so hard. i usually can appreciate things for what they are, but every now and then i get so obsessed. i obsess till something is nothing. and i wonder what went wrong. and then something pops into my life to distract me. and it all begins again.