About a week ago one of our sorority sister’s, Cynthia, celebrated her birthday. It was great seeing the girls all together. Since we’ve graduated it’s been hard to see so many people at once. Someone is always busy or things come up.
We celebrated Cynthia’s birthday at a local restaurant for lunch. So glad we went. DZ reunion 🙂
When moments stop happening what happens?
When dreams don’t happen what happens?
When love doesn’t happen what happens?
When wishes, feelings, ideas, life don’t happen, then what happens?
When nothing else happens, this happens.
his name was john
early twenties
that should say enough.
said one thing
then said another
did one then
then did another
broke some hearts
told some lies
but then again he was a young man
in his early twenties
and that should have said enough.
gabbie
Gabbie and I went to a Masquerade party at Royal/T this week to celebrate the opening of the pop-up shop for Emily Strange. For those of you not familiar with Emily Strange, she’s a illustrated girl who has long black hair and a black cat. I remember Emily from way back when I was in junior high. Back when I would wear the most random stuff. I had a black Emily Strange shirt that I always wore with a red plaid shirt and black converse.
It was cool seeing that Emily had evolved from the days when I would shop at Hot Topic.
Check out our pics from the event…
ABC’s. Simple enough right? Learned them in what, kindergarten, 1st grade. 20 years I’ve known them, sang them and at this moment I can’t tell if g or f comes first and lmnop is a single letter to me. I know why, because I’ve been drinking for 6 hours straight and apparently alcohol cancels out years of schooling. Gotta hand it to you Jack, you sure know how to erase everything I’ve ever known before tonight. And even parts of tonight to be honest.
“Officer, I don’t see how singing you a song has to do with my driving abilities. I’d like to hear you sing it before you get in your car.”
Bad move. Bad move. He’s coming towards me and doesn’t look happy.
“Fuck!” Did I just say that out loud?
Officer, “Excuse me son. What did you just say?”
Shit I did.
“Oh, I’m sorry officer. I didn’t mean to say that. I was only thinking it. Didn’t mean for it to come out.” Yeah keep talking idiot! He wont give your stupid ass a ticket now moron. “What I meant was, I didn’t mean to say it to you Officer. Good man of the law.” Shut up! Shut up!
“Are you getting smart sonny?”
“No. No. I’m not getting smart. Quite the opposite. I’m an idiot. Sooo dumb.” Shut up! SHUT UP!! Stop it now! “I’m sorry. I’m done talking. Totally shutting up now Sir, Officer Sir.”
Thump! Getting thrown into the cop car. Nice. Just how I wanted my night to end. Why the fuck didn’t I just STOP talking! Lesson to remember, when talking to a police officer don’t act like a raging idiot Greg. Seriously, it won’t help my cause. Especially one I’m already losing.
I notice the clock as I’m being dragged through the station, 3:19 a.m. I have work at 9 a.m. I already know that’s not gonna happen. My cell is freezing and there are a few really questionable looking people. For a minute this shocks me but I remember I’m in jail, this is where they are suppose to be. My God, so many things can go wrong here, terribly wrong. Help!
I can’t go to sleep, one issue, the cement I’m laying on is as hard as well, cement, and it’s freezing in here. All I can do is think and that depresses me. I’m 25 years old, spending the night in jail next to a 40 something year old obese man that is sleeping in his own vomit. This is my Tuesday night. If this doesn’t make me want to just off myself I have no idea what will. Hey. I didn’t make a phone call! Who can I call? I can’t call my home, Loren will flip out. She already thinks the wedding is getting to me and this won’t help.
“You. Phone call time.” says a massive officer.
Damn! Not enough time to think about this. What am I gonna do? Fuck! Why did I not remember the alphabet?
Hope you enjoyed the story.
xo,
gabbie
My friend wrote me a poem as we AIM-ed. It’s so nice and sweet I decided to post it. Enjoy!
I’m always loving you
even when I’m not around
or when I’m in another town
you should know I’m always down
cuz you’re the best that I have found.
enjoy,
gabbie
So. I was feeling a bit sad the other day and was left unattended with a computer and a credit card. My feeling blue was already a bad start and my ridiculous credit card limit along side the endless shops online is just a disaster waiting to happen. And it did, oh boy it did.
After a couple of hours looking at a few sites I ended up checking out with 1 blouse and 10 dresses from one store. Keep in mind this was after I went through my all items and took things out. I still ended up with 11 items. I can’t even remember how many I started with. 
What really had me questioning this purchase (after, I still bought it all regardless) is that it’s fall, and winter is around the corner but for some reason I just HAD to get 10 dresses, 10! I don’t even wear dresses that often so the 10 I just bought is actually doubling what I already have.
My package came in yesterday and I’m still in shock that I did this. It’s quite embarrassing that I lack that much self control. I really need someone to be responsible for my finances when I’m upset because today it’s 10 dresses but tomorrow I may just buy a car. And that would be bad, very very bad.
On the plus side, my dresses are all very cute! Yay new wardrobe!
xo,
gabbie
Gabbie and Jeanine 