Oh god now I don't remember anything I've done in the past like 3 weeks, I knew this was going to happen.

So on the last night of finals, which I guess was Tuesday Dec 19, I had my Cognitive Psych final. It had pretty much everything except what I studied hard for, but I guess I did okay since I got an A in the class. After that, I jumped in my car with my already-packed bags and drove to Moorestown, dropped my shit off, got picked up by Pat, andwent to Scott McVey and Nelson's apartment near Rowan with Pat, Amanda, Kathryn, and Kathryn's friend from school Jamie. And then we got fucked the fuck up. Way too many shots chased with way too much Monster energy drink. They had like over 150 cans of it. What the hell. Met some cool dudes. Saw old friends. Dylan and Doug were there. Jamie kept asking about peachios and I didn't know what he was talking about at all for the longest time. Kathryn broke my miniflask that I just got like a week before. Then I somehow woke up again in my bed at home.

Thursday the 21st was my first day back at Shoprite since last winter. Shoprite's a funny thing. I half hate it and half like it. It's nice to always have a job when I need it. And I think they accidently gave me not just one, but two raises because I used to make $7.25 an hour and now it's $7.75, so that's a nice surprise. And it's not like it's a terrible job or anything. Well, I'm probably only saying that because I'm only working there for a few weeks instead of a few months. The weird thing about work socially is that I don't really have any place to fit in. I have like two friends left there that are my age, and one I haven't seen since my first day back and the other works in a different department in the mornings and I work at night, so that's lame. So then there's 16 year old high school kids, the 40 year old people that have and will work there forever, and then there's me. It's uncomfortable and a little lonely sometimes.

On Christmas Eve, I had to be a cartboy. It seems like the more college I complete, the less respect I earn and the less dignity I can have. But it was probably better than being on register since that's like the worst day of the year. I just turned on my ipod and it went by pretty fast. After work, I went to Aunt June's to do Christmas Eve with the Yost side of the family. It was nice, but the last couple of holiday gatherings have been so quiet and almost melloncholly. Maybe it's because all the little kids are growing up and all the adults are getting old. It's just something strange I noticed.

Christmas was at my house with my mom's side of the family (Otero) plus her friends Gary and Eileen. I got some cool stuff so I was happy. But, I was put in charge of picking up the old people: my mom-mom and step-grandparents. It reaffirmed my intense fear of becoming an old person. Just listening to them was driving me crazy. None of them could hear eachother and they were just rambling and not making any sense and getting names wrong and not knowing where they were and I'm just terrified of the whole thing. My mom-mom kept doing this weird thing where she was like, petting me or something, and my mom was like "WHY ARE YOU RUBBING DAN". I'm so scared of losing my mind like them.

Tuesday the 27th I went on a date with Kate to the Northstar Bar in Philly to see some good music. Some generic girl pants band played first. Then Owen played. He was awesome but only played like 5 songs, and didn't play "Never Meant." Also, people talked loudly during it, which isn't cool. Anthony Green was next and kind of a let down. He just played everything paaaainfully slow and I couldn't take it. Lauren's drunk friends ended up next to me, shouting loudly during some of the set. Kate was hilarious becuase she kept loudly making fun of everyone and shoving me into drunk people. We should have got beat up. When Kate had to go upstairs to use the bathroom, some dude was standing on the staircase so I kind of accidently humped him in passing him. But it turned out to be Charles Tran! And he was like "HEY DUDE" and i'm like "Oh man i just humped you and i didn't know you were you" and he's like "i thought you were humping me because you knew me" and i'm like "no that was just a nice coincidence." Finally The Color Fred played and it was AWESOME. First he played some Brody songs and that one Taking Back Sunday song then there was a BREAKING PANGAEA REUNION. The band's drummer was already the guy from BP/Straylight Run, but the old bassist was in town so the reunited and it was awesome. Fred played a few more songs and finally wrapped up with "Lullaby", the last song on the first BP EP. The sound was AWESOME too. Like, everything sounded better live than on any of the BP records.

Sorry that was all really rushed but I gotta go to work. I'll get caught up with this eventually.