goddam

I had one of those weeknds that had so much potential but everything went down the drain. All i have to show for it is a mind-numbing hangover and an incomplete jigsaw puzzle of what went on saturday night.

Firstly, i messed up bigtime on the location of the battle, i don't even know how i made a mistake that big. I was supposed to take tien to the jam and i'd been looking forward to going with her all week long. When i realized i was too busy sulking and it threw me off completely. When we were by the actual venue we decided to pass on the jam. all i wanted to do was spend time with her. We(or i at least) zoned out staring at the water beside science world before she had to take her brother to din. I walked all the way to the jam, fed up with transit. I get in, around 3 hours late, missed watching joy win he bgirl battle, powerhead battle and caught the last bit of the style battle. And best of all dj kool herc didn't even make it.
That killed me.
Somehow derrick who had one too many energy drinks tried to cheer me up and signed us up on the spot with 2 random people he found. Shameful set on my end up against Felonious Savages and i felt sleepy the whole way through. I cyphered for a bit and then left during the finals with korea to head to a party.

We find the place and bottles don't open until 9 or so. I swear people have the most difficulty pouring shots without spilling. 15 shots and a cooler later i was done and hadn't eaten all day. Woke up later and a bunch of us had a group conversation that led nowhere. I called home to tell them i was sleeping over at a friends and that i'd get a ride in the morning. Felt like crap and for some reason i just wanted help clean up, head home and shower then go for a ride. Instead i got home showered helped my dad powerwash the house and slept for a good 4 hours. I got up and started reading that dreadful book "the catcher and the rye" even though it goes nowhere and seems pointless and i thought long and hard about my weekend. I hate how i don't feel bad while drinking, but rather the morning/day after when nobody's there to talk to.

Stupid weekend, i'm going back to taking double shifts.