So occasionally life gets interesting and I forget about all the bad stuff and just roll with it.
I like to believe that these times are not directly related to the days I remember to take my medication, but I bet that's the case.
Last Thursday was the beach party at one of the local bars BJs. Terribly misleading name, I know. ): 500pounds of sand and a cranked up heater to 95degrees. Terribly terribly fun.
Also terribly way too great and will be etched into my memory forever would be the fact that beach party = guys shirtless. And guys shirtless = hot Steve shirtless. And hot Steve shirtless = shirtless hugs. And shirtless hugs = loss of all mental functions and uncontrollable blushing. redface
But...uhm. Yeah. BTW I love that guy. He so fine he blow my mind. heart
Except its all way complected that situation. But right now I'm content with our time in class and the guaranteed hugs and 'sweetheart's that occur when we run into each other when bar-hopping.
Uh Kay. Just really wrote all that because I needed release of all that.
Then that weekend Maria and I drove to Michigan. Greg was supposed to go with her but bailed and the day before Maria txted me all 'sup you're my backup boy you're coming to Michigan.' Which I did.
I very much recommend just getting up and leaving for a road trip now and then to everyone. Its really fun and stress relieving to just up and go and spend 8hours in the car with your best friend listening to REO Speedwagon and reading off crazy Canada signs.
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