Most of Wednesday, June 22nd, was horrifyingly boring.
Either way, it never tends to just be a boring day. Not one day goes where I get away with a boring day.
At around four, Chris and I began shit talking Kathy. I don't like her, and I don't think I ever will.
I put up a post on my story, saying "trash talking with Chris is my favorite pastime." And while, it was fun, chase snapchatted me, and said that he and I had to talk.
Of course that made me anxious. Along with some other wild accusations prior to that message like "he's lying" and things of that nature.
He called me right while I was still talking to Chris. I told Chris I wouldn't tell him anything, and while I try not to lie because I did that shit all the damn time last year, I had to.
Chase explained that they're a pathological liar and that they've been trying to taint everyone opinion of Kathy. No reason, not exactly. After going through a vigorous thought process, I assumed that maybe Chris had feelings for Chase and was trying to isolate him.
I don't know who to believe. Tanner said some damning things about Sam. but according to other sources, he said some of the same things about Chase.
I hate this. I hate all of it.
Sierra, John, Marie and I go to the movies together to see finding dory. It was the first time we'd all been to the movies probably since Monster House was released.
(Monster house still rules my life, I love that movie)
We all had a good laugh on the car rides to and from the theatre.
Then I got home. Chase called me, I can't recall every detail. But his voice was shaky and he was stuttering. It was worrying. He hung up with me after revealing shocking new details about Chris and Katherine.
After we hung up, I fell asleep.
Only to be awoken by my own stomach a few hours later. Good thinking on my end taking out my retainer if I threw up, because I did indeed throw up. I hate throwing up, too. So I was shaking, tears were coming out of my eyes. I wasn't upset. Vomiting always just scared me.
A lot of weird things scare me.
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