So today was Chris' birthday. I slept over there last night, and Josh and Loren woke me up this morning and we gave Chris his presents, which consisted of alcohol, books, and you know -- some tickets to fall out of an airplane from ten thousand feet on Saturday morning. Should be fun. We went out to the Crow and Gate for lunch, but I didn't eat anything, mostly because I'm so poor that I can't afford to eat. I should probably stop driving too. After that, we went to Cyber City, and Josh and I played House of the Dead and killed zombies, and Chris and Loren played DDR.

      Loren had to work after that, but the three of us went down to Parksville and played mini-golf. Josh won, and afterwards we went and had ice-cream. When we got back, Chris and I went to dinner with his family, where he got a ticket to Germany for his trip, and an MP3 player from Mike. I had taco salad. I remembered why I don't particularly like Mexican food. Chris kissed me... on the lips... in front of his parents... twice. I thought I was going to die, but I suppose it's nice to actually have his parents know that... he likes me or something. Considering they always seem to be in the dark.

      After dinner was desert back at Chris' house, and then we all met up later at Domino's to go to the Globe. It turned out to only be me, Chris, and Josh, with some other people to come by after work. So the first stripper was horrible. She didn't know what was sexy, and kept doing handstands and repeating the same thing over and over like she had no idea what to do. However, the second stripper was... I don't even have the words. New paragraph.

      The second stripper was about fourty. I didn't think she was the stripper because one) she was so ugly, and two) because she was wearing what appeared to be a white Elvis costume. It was sparkley and so was her underwear. Now, normally, I have no problem with strippers. Most of them are talented (at what they do.) This woman was disgusting. I was getting sick watching her. She didn't know how to use a pole, so she just walked around, got naked very fast, and humped everything. Including Chris and Josh's face... full on she grabbed their hair, put their heads between her legs and humped for about twenty seconds. Before that, she rubbed her ass all over Chris' face. It was terrible. Later on, after some girl was finished licking her, she brought the girl on stage and stripped her. I seriously think this girl was either underage or had JUST turned nineteen. However, I didn't see much of this, because I had been so sickened by what she did to Josh and Chris, that I got up and left to go sit with Jorn.

      Josh had also left, which left Chris, seating in the meat seats all by himself, watching her finish molesting the other chick and fucking herself, etc. Which is why... I don't get it when Chris and Josh started going off about how gross they felt after. At least Josh got up and walked away after, and didn't stay for the fucking rest of the show. If you were that grossed out, you would have left to. I can no even begin to describe how violated I feel just from have having to watch that. And anyways, now I'm fucking pissed off about that.

      Chris sometimes wonders why I seem to pay more attention to Josh and want to take care of him. Well, here's why. When Josh sees that I'm upset, he asks me if I'm okay, instead of just ignoring me. When I wake up in the morning, it's because Josh is bringing me soup because I'm sick, or I had a bad night, or just because. When I say I need to see someone, it's Josh that drops everything to come talk to me. Josh is the one who walks away from fucked up situations that he's going to complain about later. And Josh is the one who tells me how he feels, instead of telling me... nothing. So, that's why I like Josh, and why I will probably be closer to him that most of my boyfriends or other friends.
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