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Ouch. Ow ow ouch. My whole body is screaming at me and asking why I'm not dead.
Yes...I ache.
But oh my god. What a great fucking time I had. It was magical, even. My first time on a boat since I was a baby, and my first time ever being on Lake Michigan, *or* Navy Pier. That's right folks. I've lived up here for two years now, and I've never been to Navy Pier.
So, because I know I tend to ramble and what-not, I'm going to split this up into two parts, behind cuts.
So last night was the Senior Midnight Cruise. I'm not a senior, but Eesha took me as her guest. It was so much fun. I've never been on a big boat, Lake Michigan, or Navy Pier. So I was very excited.
Shuttle picked us up at 11:00 and we got to Navy Pier at about 12:00. Boarded the "Spirit of Chicago". Downstairs is where we were, with huge windows all along the sides with views of the city. We got under way about 1 AM. Mucho fun was had. I was a dancing fool. And anyone who's seen me dance can attest - I'm horrid. But I don't care. I dance to have fun. Everyone was amazed at me though. I was crazy. I think I can thank Chris for that. Hehe. There was some do-see-do-ing involved. Every three songs or so, I had to take a break because it was really hot on the dance floor, under the lights. It kind of reminded me of a junior high dance though. The staff "chaperones" were on one side of the dance floor, the "kids" on the other. 2/3 of the people there didn't want to dance and be made fools of. Then there was me and a bunch of other people. Going crazy on the dance floor. Clothes were stripped. Ties were used as leashes. I was up and down and all around, grinding, groping. Fun was had. I got a lot of grief, but a had a lot of fun.
Every once in a while, I'd go up on deck - the top deck. The view of the city at night is so gorgeous. It was made even more beautiful by a fog that rolled in just as we set sail. I don't honestly think I've ever seen anything more beautiful. The city was draped under a heavy viel of a rolling milky mist. The way the Ferris Wheel loomed up out of the fog, the way the waves reflected every single pixel of light. The sea gulls struggling against the force of the galls. The lighthouses spinning and spewing endlessly their read beacons. God everything is engrained on the back of my eyelids. I can still smell the air. It's different out on the water. It's purer. It's lighter. I was genuinely dissapointed when we docked at 3. It was the most incredible thing in the world.
There was a catch, though. Chris. The whole night I kept thinking about how great it would have been to have him there. There were moments when the pain was still fresh. I am beginning to seriously doubt it will ever go away. But the sadness I felt at being alone was overcome by the joy of the prospect of happiness. Mixed with the pain were moments of unparalleled joy where I was just beaming and overflowing with gladness to be alive. Those are the feelings I envoke with these memories now.
***It should be noted that I did not drink on the ship because all of my bosses were there. I had one margeurita on the poop deck when no one was looking. But otherwise, completely sober me having so much fun.
And now for the other fun part:
One of the other RAs, Tom - who might I add is a very (hot) talented musician, also have had a crush on him since the day I met him - was drinking all night long. He brought his own flask. hehe. Good old Tom. Anyway, he was fucked up. He had drank quite a bit before we boarded. Drank a lot on board. A few of his friends were there, who I never really hung out with but knew. They didn't think I liked them because I never hang out with them, but I told them I was just very cautious of who I hang out with anymore. Anyway, long story short - they invited me up when we got back to drink some more. Naturally, I wanted to be fucked up - great way to end the evening and all - so I said sure. When we got back, I dropped my crap off at my room and went to John's room. I took one of my own beers, and when I came in they handed me a Corona - which I love. So I downed my beer, grabbed the Corona and I think it was at that point that Tom took off his clothes. He had a T-shirt and boxers on. But damn *gawks*. A couple beers later, and we got to talking about penises, and me and the girls were having a field day. See, Tom and John are really open-minded. They do a lot of homo-erotic stuff. Like groping each other and kissing and whatnot (which I love, because it tells me they're comfortable with their masculinity and all that - that's really rare). Well, turns out, Tom and John slept with the same girl (seperatley of course). The girl told John that Tom had a bigger dick, but that John was wider. And I guess one night when John was drunk, he wipped it out in the elevator. And so now Tom is dead set on letting the world know that the girl was telling the truth. lol. Anyway, we were talking about that for god knows how long. And a beer or two after that there was a "contest". More fun. And the next thing I know, Tom takes my hand and puts it on his crotch and tells me to squeeze. So I figure "eh, why not, I'm drunk?" That's about as far as it went, but lets say it made my night! Anyway, they were going to do a contest and whip them out for me and Nicole to judge. But I think because there were other people there, they were embarrassed. Hehe. Fun times though. Later on, someone drew a big penis on Tom's kneck with a pink highlighter, and they tried to get me to suck it off. I wasn't drunk enough for that. lol. Anyway, the whole night was entirely sexual. We talked about masturbation and all kinds of stuff. It was really awesome, because I felt like I could be as totally candid and honest as I wanted - I didn't have the usual trappings I do. You'd be suprised how curious some straight guys are about things (at least I was!) I was hit on by females - at this point, I'm used to it, I don't know what it is but girls love me. heehee. Anyway, we drank until about 6 this morning. At which point I stumbled back here to my room, smoked a cigarette and updated LJ, and dozed in and out of conciousness until I had to get up for my noon meeting. I think I may still be a little drunk. hehe. No, not drunk anymore, I don't think. But my body hurts. And I'm soooo damn tired. But yeah, they said for me to come up more often. So yay, I may experience regular college experiences afterall. I'm so happy right now. I feel like I'm the wealthiest man in the world. I've got friends who love me. I've got people who like me. And I am at a point right now where I can actually say I'm happy with myself. No regrets. No self-doubts. I just feel...special.
Doh! Rehersal tonight. Man I'm bad at that. hehe. But I have fun, and thats what counts, right?
Yes...I ache.
But oh my god. What a great fucking time I had. It was magical, even. My first time on a boat since I was a baby, and my first time ever being on Lake Michigan, *or* Navy Pier. That's right folks. I've lived up here for two years now, and I've never been to Navy Pier.
So, because I know I tend to ramble and what-not, I'm going to split this up into two parts, behind cuts.
So last night was the Senior Midnight Cruise. I'm not a senior, but Eesha took me as her guest. It was so much fun. I've never been on a big boat, Lake Michigan, or Navy Pier. So I was very excited.
Shuttle picked us up at 11:00 and we got to Navy Pier at about 12:00. Boarded the "Spirit of Chicago". Downstairs is where we were, with huge windows all along the sides with views of the city. We got under way about 1 AM. Mucho fun was had. I was a dancing fool. And anyone who's seen me dance can attest - I'm horrid. But I don't care. I dance to have fun. Everyone was amazed at me though. I was crazy. I think I can thank Chris for that. Hehe. There was some do-see-do-ing involved. Every three songs or so, I had to take a break because it was really hot on the dance floor, under the lights. It kind of reminded me of a junior high dance though. The staff "chaperones" were on one side of the dance floor, the "kids" on the other. 2/3 of the people there didn't want to dance and be made fools of. Then there was me and a bunch of other people. Going crazy on the dance floor. Clothes were stripped. Ties were used as leashes. I was up and down and all around, grinding, groping. Fun was had. I got a lot of grief, but a had a lot of fun.
Every once in a while, I'd go up on deck - the top deck. The view of the city at night is so gorgeous. It was made even more beautiful by a fog that rolled in just as we set sail. I don't honestly think I've ever seen anything more beautiful. The city was draped under a heavy viel of a rolling milky mist. The way the Ferris Wheel loomed up out of the fog, the way the waves reflected every single pixel of light. The sea gulls struggling against the force of the galls. The lighthouses spinning and spewing endlessly their read beacons. God everything is engrained on the back of my eyelids. I can still smell the air. It's different out on the water. It's purer. It's lighter. I was genuinely dissapointed when we docked at 3. It was the most incredible thing in the world.
There was a catch, though. Chris. The whole night I kept thinking about how great it would have been to have him there. There were moments when the pain was still fresh. I am beginning to seriously doubt it will ever go away. But the sadness I felt at being alone was overcome by the joy of the prospect of happiness. Mixed with the pain were moments of unparalleled joy where I was just beaming and overflowing with gladness to be alive. Those are the feelings I envoke with these memories now.
***It should be noted that I did not drink on the ship because all of my bosses were there. I had one margeurita on the poop deck when no one was looking. But otherwise, completely sober me having so much fun.
And now for the other fun part:
One of the other RAs, Tom - who might I add is a very (hot) talented musician, also have had a crush on him since the day I met him - was drinking all night long. He brought his own flask. hehe. Good old Tom. Anyway, he was fucked up. He had drank quite a bit before we boarded. Drank a lot on board. A few of his friends were there, who I never really hung out with but knew. They didn't think I liked them because I never hang out with them, but I told them I was just very cautious of who I hang out with anymore. Anyway, long story short - they invited me up when we got back to drink some more. Naturally, I wanted to be fucked up - great way to end the evening and all - so I said sure. When we got back, I dropped my crap off at my room and went to John's room. I took one of my own beers, and when I came in they handed me a Corona - which I love. So I downed my beer, grabbed the Corona and I think it was at that point that Tom took off his clothes. He had a T-shirt and boxers on. But damn *gawks*. A couple beers later, and we got to talking about penises, and me and the girls were having a field day. See, Tom and John are really open-minded. They do a lot of homo-erotic stuff. Like groping each other and kissing and whatnot (which I love, because it tells me they're comfortable with their masculinity and all that - that's really rare). Well, turns out, Tom and John slept with the same girl (seperatley of course). The girl told John that Tom had a bigger dick, but that John was wider. And I guess one night when John was drunk, he wipped it out in the elevator. And so now Tom is dead set on letting the world know that the girl was telling the truth. lol. Anyway, we were talking about that for god knows how long. And a beer or two after that there was a "contest". More fun. And the next thing I know, Tom takes my hand and puts it on his crotch and tells me to squeeze. So I figure "eh, why not, I'm drunk?" That's about as far as it went, but lets say it made my night! Anyway, they were going to do a contest and whip them out for me and Nicole to judge. But I think because there were other people there, they were embarrassed. Hehe. Fun times though. Later on, someone drew a big penis on Tom's kneck with a pink highlighter, and they tried to get me to suck it off. I wasn't drunk enough for that. lol. Anyway, the whole night was entirely sexual. We talked about masturbation and all kinds of stuff. It was really awesome, because I felt like I could be as totally candid and honest as I wanted - I didn't have the usual trappings I do. You'd be suprised how curious some straight guys are about things (at least I was!) I was hit on by females - at this point, I'm used to it, I don't know what it is but girls love me. heehee. Anyway, we drank until about 6 this morning. At which point I stumbled back here to my room, smoked a cigarette and updated LJ, and dozed in and out of conciousness until I had to get up for my noon meeting. I think I may still be a little drunk. hehe. No, not drunk anymore, I don't think. But my body hurts. And I'm soooo damn tired. But yeah, they said for me to come up more often. So yay, I may experience regular college experiences afterall. I'm so happy right now. I feel like I'm the wealthiest man in the world. I've got friends who love me. I've got people who like me. And I am at a point right now where I can actually say I'm happy with myself. No regrets. No self-doubts. I just feel...special.
Doh! Rehersal tonight. Man I'm bad at that. hehe. But I have fun, and thats what counts, right?
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you're needed for runs and when we rehearse scene a.
hope you get this in time.
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I just feel bad. I feel like I'm not putting in work like everyone else is, or at least I feel like everyone thinks that. Course, I don't know anything about theater, so maybe I am and don't know it. lol.
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I'm glad you had fun sweetie! But what's with the censored bits? You can trust us *looks cute and innocent*
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Oh, I censored (thanks for the spelling. lol) the bits because there's a few who read my journal that are a tad squeemish. I suppose I could go back and change them to what the bits were:P
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My nosy tendencies tend to override my squeemish ones. Hee.
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Sounds like an amazing evening. There's nothing like being able to hang out with people who are fun and who make you feel that relaxed!!
Also, straight guys kissing and groping each other? Soooo hot!! :D
Thank you for the details. *bg*
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Yeah, it's not what I consider NC-17 either. But some people who read my lj...
Yeah, can't tell you how much those guys flipped my lid!
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