Shanon’s Blog

I can’t even do this weekend any justice when I try to recount it. So much happened. So many people had a ton of fun. I will see how much I can tell you.

Friday was the much anticipated Guitar Hero tournament at my apartment. I didn’t know whether to expect to see 3 people or 30 people because my friend Michelle did the bulletin… I don’t know how many people came. It was a decent turn out and people were still asleep at our apartment at noon the next day trying to recover from over-partying. There were Guitar Hero competitions. There was riding on the 4-wheeler. We played flippy. We sang to Kelly Clarkson at the top of our lungs. Kinsey did some dancing on my coffee table. The 11PM crowd left and the 1AM crowd came and stayed. Kelli passed out on my bed until she had to get up and throw up. I was going to be nice and let her stay on my bed, but I made her get up and move to the couch when I couldn’t fall asleep due to the 1AM crowd. She was sleeping through it all, so I figured their never ending game of Taboo wouldn’t bother her too much.

On Saturday is was flag football day and I’m still feeling it today. J-Si came and played with us, too. He was the only guy there which didn’t go over very well. He ran the ball all the way back on the first possession and second one, too. We didn’t play very well on this particular day. I ended up running the ball and falling backwards and onto my head. Then a couple plays later I tackled Shauna, but did it in such a way that her head flew round and collided with mine. It hit my jaw, most specifically. I couldn’t close my mouth for about 30 minutes. Now I can close it, but it hurts. And it’s swollen and gross. It was fun, though, so I can’t gripe about it too much. In fact it was so much fun I decided to join a flag football team with Chelsea, J-Si and others. It’s gonna be a good time and I’m going to be in shape in no time at all.

Saturday night was KK’s birthday party at Crush (my new favorite bar. It’s one of those that’s big enough to have a band in one place and a DJ in the other and TV’s all over the place and it’s just fun. I have no reason to brag about this place other than the fact that it’s my new favorite spot and I want other people to go there, too) and had tons of potential for disaster. Two people who I cannot even believe that I used to be friends with were there and trying to push my buttons. Well, I take that back. One of them was trying to push my buttons. The other one and I only collide when things explode. The other one has just got a ton of nerve to try and start stuff in my life regarding matters she knows nothing about. I’ve not said anything to her about the crap she caused yet because I don’t want to create drama for others involved, so I choose to say nothing to her at all. So in order to avoid opening by fat, stupid mouth, we just left.

Sunday was Sunday Funday. When there’s football going on, we all get together and watch it at Buffalo Wild Wings. This Sunday was especially great because J-Si, Kinsey, Al, Kellie, and Fletch all came to watch with us. I was worried that Kellie was going to think that Funday was lame, but she actually had a great time. We laughed and did shots. It really was a great time. At least it was for me. Al was super-mega late, but at least he showed up.

I had to take full advantage of having Monday off, so we hit the club again that night. We watched a band and then went next door to dance to some of the best hip hop I’ve heard. I never can go on Sunday’s because I have to get up so early. We went from the country bar to the acoustic band set to the hip hop bar. It was so much fun. We went back to my house and just passed out on the couch. I got up at 10:30AM on Monday and barely left my couch or my bed all day. I did do my taxes and laundry and got some stuff done, but nothing huge. It was a necessary day of recovery, though, so I don’t feel too bad about it.

A couple of interesting things happened over the weekend. My best friend of 9 years left without saying goodbye. So, again, my value comes into question. Not too long ago someone who told me that I was the only person they had ever loved dropped me like it was nothing. I see them out all the time and it’s so uncomfortable not knowing if I’m the idiot who bought into all of the nice things they said even though they weren’t sincere or if they regret making the decision to not even try for a friendship. To know that it’s so easy to love me one day then want no part of me the next makes me call everything about me into question. Now my best friend couldn’t care any less about just up and leaving. Yeah, I know I’m selfish to be so focused on my own feelings about this. I don’t care though. She did it like it was nothing to her and I’m trying to be numb to the bad feelings that could come with knowing that, but it’s easier said than done. Whatever.

On Saturday I got my hair done and was going through my mail because Kelli did it at my house. I stumble across a $260 toll ticket from my ex. I’m not livid about it or anything because I won’t be the one to pay it, but I wasn’t exactly jumping up and down with joy, either. So after a few texts giving me grief for being less than chipper over yet another financial tie, I was done with it.

All in all it was a fantastic weekend. A few bad emotions were in there, but I’ll get over it.