Hello friends!

I'm back, but not for long. It's been a while, I know, and I send out my apologies. This post is also going to be long. I apologize for this as well.

Started my third year of university. We're currently on midterms, I guess, but most of it's already over. I also work retail now.

I've been spending most of my time hanging out with Johnny or Stanley. For this post (because I want to save it for my memory) I'm going to talk about my weekend and how fantastic it was.

So, let's start with Friday. So I get back from work, and I'm just chilling at home. I'm pretty tired, and I have to wake up to go to work on Saturday. I end up staying awake til 4AM, backing up my text messages onto my laptop (mom bought some software that allows you to do it). Part of the reason for staying up late was that, the other part was just spending time with my mom before she (and dad) flew off to Hawaii on Saturday. So we're just talking, and chilling when she said she had to go to bed.
After she went to bed, I finished backing up everything onto my computer. Darren and Jlam were asleep on the couch like usual. No surprises there. Anyways, I shut off the lights and go to bed.

Dad comes into my room Saturday morning at 7:45AM telling me that they're going to leave and I should get ready to go with them to the airport. I'm still fairly groggy, so I jam my glasses onto my face, roll over and make it halfway downstairs. Mom takes one look at me and says, "You don't need to go with us to the airport, you can stay here and sleep for another hour." That sounded like a fantastic idea to me, so I said my goodbyes to them at home. As soon as they left, I crawled back into bed, snuggled underneath my covers, and tried to sleep for another hour. I couldn't (that's going to be a reoccurring theme). Jlam and Darren come back, and I just jump into the shower and get ready to head to work.

At work, I'm a little nervous. I'm supposed to work my first 9hr shift that day. Start at 11AM, don't get out til 8PM. Anyways, I'm actually doing alright, and things are going great, and then my manager, Juan, calls me over and tells me that he's cutting my shift because I guess they accidentally scheduled too many people. So I get out at 3:45PM instead of 8PM. I have absolutely no problem with that, so I just continue on with my day. I get out, and drive back home. I'm feeling pretty tired because I haven't slept in a while. I try to take a nap, but that failed mainly because Darren was screaming about the Giants game, and I didn't shut my room door. At that point I just went downstairs, ate a little bit, then packed my stuff and headed back to my apartment. I didn't want to stick around with Jlam and Darren for personal reasons.

I get to my apartment, and it's about 6:30PM. I need to work on this essay that I've been putting off for about three days (I actually forgot about it because the professor never reminded us about it or even talked about it.) Anyways, I'm starting to research it, and I'm just pounding away at the keyboard hoping to find something I could use for my paper. I find a few things and I start typing out my essay. I check my phone and text Stanley, because I'm supposed to go over to his apartment and stay the night since we're going to be up reading horror stories to each other. I tell him to come get me at 8:30PM and I'd give him animal crackers. I figured that was ample enough time for me to finish my essay. Anyways, I start packing my things at 8:20PM, and at this point I figured I was going to work on my essay at his place. He texts me saying he's on his way at 8:30PM, so I just sit around and wait.

He gets to my place, and walks me over this his place. We talk about this ongoing problem I've been having with DCC (dark cloud couple), and I also inform him that I still need to work on my essay. We get to his apartment, I say hi to one of his apartment mates, Albert. So anyways, we settle in, Albert makes food, Stanley turns on Netflix, and starts watching Supernatural. I didn't realize guys also liked Supernatural, and I got into a interesting discussion about why guys watch Supernatural with Albert and Stanley. Anyways, Stanley's watching Supernatural, and I'm trying to write my essay. Stanley checks up on me every so often to make sure I'm not watching Supernatural, and that I'm actually working on my essay. A few times he had to chastise me and tell me to focus on my essay. I eventually finish it and we watch a few more episodes of Supernatural. At around 12:30AM, I ask what else we're going to do. We then proceed to creepypasta and r/nosleep to do some reading. Stanley did all the reading, to be completely honest. Anyways, he sat down on the couch, and I sort of just curled my body around his, in the sense of he's sitting straight up in the middle of the couch, and there's space for me to spread out behind him. So I lay on my stomach so my right side is touching is lower back. Meh, details.

We stay like that while he reads a few of the creepypastas and r/nosleeps. It felt nice. I was so comfortable, I could have fallen asleep. But I didn't. Around 2:30AM, I could tell Stanley was going to KTFO. I suggested that we stop and we continue later. Albert, Jonnel, and Raymond are home, Apparently Raymond has an extra "mattress" thing that Albert and Jonnel insisted that Stanley roll out for me. So Stanley gets it, he rolls it out and almost immediately knocks out on it. Well, he didn't want me to be lonely, so he grabbed his pillow and blanket and sleeps on the mattress on the floor. He didn't have an extra blanket for me, but he did have one of his jackets that I used as a blanket. Anywho, I stay awake for a little longer playing Tetris in the dark on the dining room table. Albert and Jonnel saw my laptop light on, and they were like "wait why are you awake? Wait, is Stanley sleeping on the mattress?! You should be sleeping on it! That's why he rolled it out!" and since I was in the dark, Albert asked, "Do you want the light on?" I refused, but he said "Too bad" and turned it on anyways. My main concern was that the light would wake Stanley up, but he was just out cold. After a few minutes, I was tired of Tetris and got ready for bed. I climbed onto the couch, spread the jacket over me, and attempted to get some sleep.

I guess I did sleep for a bit. At 7AM, Stanley woke up, and he draped his blanket over me, and I really appreciated it, because it was pretty cold. The only bad part about that was that it actually woke me up. I tried to go back to sleep for the next two hours, but I only succeeded in drifting in and out for a while. I decided to get my laptop and play games on it. I grabbed my laptop (around 9AM), and started playing BattleBlock Theater. I guess the sounds of me furiously pounding on my keyboard brought his attention to me being awake. He came out of his room and was like "oh you're awake." He asked if I wanted breakfast, and I was like "nah." I'm not usually hungry when I wake up. Stanley was telling me how breakfast is the most important meal of the day, etc. and I was like "yeahhh, whatever." We didn't talk that much that morning.

After a while, the other people in the household started to wake up, Raymond and Albert went out to eat at Whispers, Jonnel slept in til 12PM. Around this time, I texted Steven (the accidental child) about when he was going to pick me up. No response. As per usual. I asked Stanley when he wanted to kick me out, he said "anytime." I told him I had a party to go to, and Steven was coming at 2PM to come get me, he "jokingly" asked if he could go. I called Steven and he said Stanley could come. After that we finished reading the stories from yesterday. Stanley wanted me to read, so I did. At around 1:00PM Stanley leaves to shower, while I start packing my stuff. He finishes his shower stuff and getting ready at 1:15PM, and we walk over to my apartment so I can shower and stuff.

While I was in the shower, Stanley started chatting to Shana. After my shower I came down and we all talked. It was cool, I guess. 2:30PM, Steven and Johnny finally come and get us. We're in the car, driving to Steven's cousins house, We're talking about music and stuff.

We get to Steven's cousins house. It's someone's birthday. How awkward, we didn't even bring a present. We hang out there for a bit, make our own pizzas. Then Steven's aunt sends us to Trader Joe's to buy more dough, and Steven's mom needed a new can opener. We got the dough, and the can opener. We drive back, I bring the dough and the can opener (because I'm an idiot and totally forgot that Steven's mom wanted the can opener, not his aunt, whoops.) We give them the stuff they wanted and just end up watching the kids whack a pinata that's filled with candy. Steven suggests we go to this really cool jungle gym rope park thingy, so we head off over there. We climb around, have fun, talk, the usual. It was good. The guys started testing their strength by doing random things, like pull-ups, and trying to climb up the ropes without using their legs, but just their upper body strength.

A bunch of little kids mobbed us, so we left after that. I didn't want to go back to Steven's cousin's house yet, so we went to Daiso, and Marina and just loitered there. Headed back to Steven's cousins, watched them play a game of Speed, Watched part of 22nd JumpStreet on their projector screen in the backyard. Stanley ate a little bit. Went to Sonics afterwards, While we were there, I was asking if anyone's been to New York City before. Stanley said he had been there. He said I should check out the Stock Market area. He asked why I was asking, and I told him about my upcoming trip. He said he'd be down to go if my cousins couldn't make it, and that he'd pay for his own ticket and stuff. I wouldn't mind it if he went with me though. That would be cool. Anyways, we ate Sonics, we left, and Steven had the air conditioner blasting, so I was super cold. I put my light gray jacket over my upper body. Stanley noticed, and was like "oh are you cold?" and he reached out to touch my knee. I told him I was cold, but it was bearable. Anyways, we dropped Stanley off at his apartment first, because he had to give me my waterbottle that I left behind earlier. He ran up, grabbed it, and brought it back down to me. Steven drove me back home.

And that's the end of my weekend.
This is more in detail then I originally wanted it to be.

There were a lot of inside jokes Stanley and I cracked at each other all Sunday. I wouldn't have had my weekend any other way.

Take me back to this, please.