rise from my grave

This post is brought to you by Tatjana since she keeps telling me I never blog no more.

So I went to my friend Amanda’s graduation friday. Two people from work got me and we drove our asses to San Francisco to make it into the auditorium RIGHT WHEN AMANDA WAS GETTING HER DEGREE.
Photo finish of the century.

Now there was this girl there that I’m not cool with cause to make a long story short: she hella dumb. If I’m not cool with you I say zero words to you unless there’s a circumstance. There was a circumstance this time around cause it was my friend’s graduation. I didn’t want to be a dildo with my problems at her graduation cause that’s totally a selfish dick move and I’m not one to do those unless I want you to get a question wrong on a quiz about me…

Anyway I decided to only speak if spoken to by her…then I get a curve ball to my head when my friend Hector was like “Hey can I get a picture of you and Liz?” So I immediately get thoughts through my head like “you motherfucker” and say sure wouldn’t hurt.

I find out later Hector was like hey see if you can get a picture with Chris and at first she was like ok. Then realizing the error she was making she got kinda “iono” about it.  So Hector goes HEY CAN I GET PICTAR.  Anyway…

She stands next to me and this doesn’t check out with Hector so he says “HEY. Just set aside your differences for a second,” which prompts her to put her arm around me. I think “fuck that shit, I’m not getting showed up” and I wrap my arm around her too. This makes her smoosh closer to me which results in me bringing her closer to me since I refuse to be showed up.
What ended up happening is a real nice picture of the two of us came out. I’m not one to smile in photos but everyone was like “holy shit I didn’t know you could smile!” It felt awkward to tell everyone it was an uneasy “this mother fucker with the camera did this shit on purpose” smile. Some people were thinking the whole photo thing would make me miss when we were cool and forgive her or something. Whatever.

It’s such a good picture that I want a copy of it but it’s Liz’s camera and she hasn’t uploaded it yet and I’m getting pissed.
I’m about ready to tell her that if she wants to be friends again just upload the damn picture since it really was a nice picture to be honest. Shit sucks.

K bye.

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