Just took my last final! I think I did all right, I mean it was only Trigonometry so it’s not like it was real hard or nothing. The down side is I gotta be out of the dorms by Monday.
I mentioned to Ryan how I was gonna have to go back to Kentucky until September, kinda testing the waters to see if he’d let me stay with him instead. I wasn’t gonna out right ask him, cause that ain’t polite. Then something real weird happened. He said he wanted to go with me.
He’s been doing a lot better recently, not quite so mopey and depressed. And he said nine years was probably long enough to be away from home. I think he doesn’t want to be alone, and who knows, maybe it’ll be good for him? Either way, I said that’d be just fine, so I guess we’re heading down there in a few days.
This is gonna be weird, ya’ll. I mean, Lee’s back too, and I haven’t seen him in forever either. I’m gonna write Burnell to give her a head’s up that more than just me is gonna come back.
Oh yeah! My date with Chloe went real good. I thought it would be awkward and all, but we didn’t run out of things to talk about or anything like that. And this is right embarrassing, but she told me that we didn’t actually sleep together. Well, we did sleep together, but we didn’t, you know, SLEEP together.
Apparently it was looking like it was gonna happen, but then a combination of us having drank way to much for me to, um, get the job done, and you can figure out the rest.
So I guess I’m still a virgin? And I maybe have a girlfriend? I’m not sure, really. I got about four days to figure that one out, I guess.
Last day of classes! Well, except for finals, but that don’t really count. I think I’m gonna do good all around. Calculus and Trig are my only actual tests; I did a presentation and had to write a six page paper for the other two.
The only bad thing is I’m not taking summer classes, cause I was in Vegas when we were supposed to sign up for them, so that was a bust. It’s bad cause that means I have to be out of the dorms by next weekend. And that means going back to Kentucky for two and a half months.
I’m not sure if Patt’s gonna go home or what. I haven’t seen him in a few days, but then again he was rarely around for most of the semester. Not that I’m complaining or nothing, but you know. And I mean I could ask Ryan to stay at his place, I suppose. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind the company. We’ll see.
Oh yeah, I finally talked to Chloe when we were at work. She wasn’t mad, not really, just said it was kinda rude how I ran out of her house before she even got up. Then she said she’s had a “sorta crush” on me for a while now, whatever that means. I figure you either have a crush or you don’t, but whatever. I was just kinda standing there with my mouth open staring cause really, I never had a girl tell me she liked me before. Then Ethan came over and I’m not sure how he did it, but he started talking and somehow set up a date between Chloe and me for tonight. So I guess that’s happening!
Kind of excited, not gonna lie. Never been on a real grown up date before. Nervous too. But then again we did everything backwards, sleeping together first and what not, so maybe this won’t be so nerve racking?
last regular class of the semester.
Well, I found out what happened on my birthday, ya’ll.
I remembered the first part of the night pretty well. Then Ethan kept buying me birthday shots of Patron and after that things got blurry. But I asked everyone who was there that night what happened, and got different stories. Then again, pretty much everyone got good and hammered that night, so who knows how accurate this info is?
According to Ryan, we bar hopped for a while after I got wasted, and I kept drinking. We ended up at a karaoke bar and I sang “I Got Your Money” by Old Dirty Bastard, but I changed the words I guess. Then he says he can’t remember what happened after that because he passed out.
Gwen said Ethan upped it to double shots after a while and I was real messed up before the karaoke incident. I ain’t even a good singer ya’ll, so I can only imagine how bad that must have been. She also said my accent was gone and I was talking all weird and monotone like Ryan at my drunkest. I guess after the song ended Chloe and I made out on top of a pinball machine, and then Ryan smacked his head on a neon Coors sign and that’s when he passed out. That’s all she remembers, and Spazz backed her up.
Now Ethan insists that I had “bitches all up in my shit” all night long and that my rendition was “freaking boss.” He added to the Ryan story, saying that when he saw me and Chloe making out he started crying and screaming about he’s never gonna find love again. He hit his head when he stood up and no one wanted to take him to the emergency room cause the head bump finally shut him up. I guess Ethan was doing something raunchy with two girls we met at the last bar and was in the bathroom with them for a while, and when he came out Chloe and I were gone.
I don’t even know.
I go to work in a few hours, and it’ll be the first time I’ll have seen Chloe since I ran out of her apartment last week. This is gonna be awkward, ya’ll. I don’t even know what to say!
I hope she’s not too at me.
Oh my god. Oh my god oh my god ohhhh my god.
I woke up in bed with Chloe this morning, and neither one of us were wearing nothing.
Now if any of ya’ll were to ask me how I thought I was gonna end up having sex the first time, it wouldn’t be me getting drunk as all get out and… well, to be real honest here, I don’t remember what happened after that. But like I said, I woke up buck naked next to an equally as naked girl, so I must’ve done something right, or wrong, I dunno.
Really didn’t expect that to happen. I really, really didn’t. I mean, I ain’t even dating Chloe! And I had to get up, get dressed, and walk past her room mates when I left for class this morning. I think they call that the walk of shame, don’t they? So embarassing, ya’ll.
Plus I got a hangover something awful. My head feels like it’s about ready to explode. I can’t even focus on the lectures in class and I feel real weird about what happened.
I mean, are Chloe and I dating now? I dunno how this all works. I really thought I was gonna be married before I had sex. And do I tell people I ain’t a virgin anymore or not? It’s all right confusing if you ask me.
At least Patt can’t make fun of me about that no more.
So at midnight tomorrow I’m gonna be 21 years old.
Now, I ain’t real excited about that, cause all you get for hitting that age is the right to drink legally. And I ain’t a big fan of that anyhow, plus I’ll have to go get a new license on Wednesday. Though, it might be kinda cool to have a New York license instead of my Kentucky one.
I’d be fine just staying home and doing nothing. But I have Ethan as a friend, so this of course has to be a big ordeal. He’s taking everyone on the show out for drinks and everything. It’s not that I don’t like everyone, I do, I just have a feeling it’s gonna be a big old mess.
So far it’s me, Ethan, Gwen, Spazz, and Chloe going out, but I’m gonna have to figure out what to do with Ryan. I know he ain’t gonna want to go out considering he hasn’t left the house since we got back to New York, but I’m kinda scared to leave him alone. Ethan says to just drag him along and he’ll make sure he has a good time. I dunno about all that. But I don’t know what else to do, and it ain’t like Patt’s gonna wanna stay with him.
Oh my gawd, ya’ll, almost forgot. I got a letter back from Burnell. She’s as shocked as I am that Ryan’s alive and kicking, and get this; my brother Lee’s back home. I haven’t seen him in forever, and honestly, I never thought I would again, not after the big blow out he had with mom.
Crazy stuff, ya’ll!
