allison teresa (riveroncecried) wrote,
allison teresa
riveroncecried

passion-crazy

I feel upside down today, or maybe it's just  everyday. I've wanted to go out and do something to really make me feel better. Different. Different than lately.

So I had a conversation with my friend last night, that while funny from and with him, was also insightful. It was about who leads/guides our lives and what makes it important. He recently had some problems that I've helped him with. More love-relationship stuff. [when I've never had a bf, we must all remember.] Anyways, his ex had said that God had been trying to lead his life in the right direction and what not, but he (said that he) replied... "no one but me leads my life. i've been paving the road to my future every minute, little by little."

While I am baptized as a Christian and believe in God, I had to go against what his ex had said. Really, we do make our own futures, and what of ourselves. God made us before we were born, but not how we would turn out. It is all our choice, because... that's how we learn and grow. Our futures are shaped by our own hands.

[hmmm, that's a lot of "our"sssss... bleh.]

So the conversation got funky, and changed to eating habits, study habits (of which i sorely lack), and the fact that we're going to go to Las Vegas when we hit 21. It's so funny. He made a story. And it was based off of the previous night's story about Albert Einstein and the atomic bomb.

Oh don't ask.

so the story goes... .something like this... although i don't quite remember it---

"Once upon a time....

"There was a girl and a boy...

"Who had just turned 21 years old....

[because our birthdays are a month apart]

"One day, they decided to go to... Las Vegas....

"They went to a bar...

"And the boy said, "hey, bartender, can we get some drinks?"...

"And the bartender said, "hey, can i see some ID?"...

"And the boy said, "okay"...

"So the boy got out his wallet, thankful that he didn't leave it in his car...

"The bartender said, "son, this is your school ID"...

""Oh" said the boy, and got out his driver's license...

""Okay" said the bartender...

"Then he turned to the girl and asked, "Are you with him miss?"....

"The boy said, "duh" for the girl...

""Okay," said the bartender, "what would you like?"...

"the girl said, "uhhhh, a martini?"

"and the bartender brought their drinks, and they drank and drank all night, until they were drunk and couldn't remember how many drinks they had had....

"the end..."

Okay, more or less, that was it. Sorry if it bored you to tears, but I thought it was funny, as my impending experience of getting drunk in Vegas. Nevermind, forget I said anything.

But I was going to say something of a bit more relevance....

AHAH! Fanfictions, that was what I was going to say.

Sidhe on SS.com makes me so happy with her stories, seriously. And I just found one of Res's smut-fics on SS as well. TEASE. shhaaaBAM! Okay, what else. OHhh,

Hmm, my hands are frozen.

Does anyone like Santana out there? Carlos Santana?! Heee's smokin'. Oh, not like sex-hott, I mean that guitar-playing kicks ass. I got him off of iTunes. "Cry Baby Cry" featuring Sean Paul and Joss Stone. It goes....


"Just cry baby cry..."

Unfortunately, that's all I know so... think of it repeating, with a bunch of cool guitar rips. Anywaysssss... go listen to it. It is a hot song.

Now I've got to go and read Sidhe... 'cause she updated. And I've not go a lot of time left.


Ciao, babes!
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