My Journal

Wow I Am Bad At Keeping Up A Journal (July 4th)

Times have been so so busy! I've been spending a lot of my time with Michelle and Grace. (Emphasis on Michelle because we hang out a lot on our own anyway).

Here's basically a nutshell of what happened over the past month: 7-11 is cursed, Dollar Tree parking lot Screaming Sessions™, Chase went to a "camp" (they don't like to call it camp, because it's nothing like camp)... and then came back, Almost dying three times to the tune of Bruno Mars "That's What I Like", lots and lots of breakfast, Michelle's family experiencing some kind of weird omen (and then tons of terrible things happening to them), getting caught with oregano, and me, hopping back on my writing train with a new way to twist my creative story into a better plot.

So I'll start off with the 7-11; First off, I would like to let the record show I am an AVERAGE driver for my age. I speed a lot, sure, but that's just because I come from a place where most roads have a 50 MPH speed limit. All of these roads are 30. Quite frankly, it's annoying.

But, I was pulling into a 7-11, and a bitch completely looking the opposite direction almost slammed into me as she was coming out of the 7-11. I laid my hand on the horn and just let her have it. My hand also slipped and turned on the windshield wipers so, that was an experience I had.

At the same 7-11, weeks later, it was pretty late and the place was very empty except a guy behind the counter, cooking hot dogs and other hot foods people can choose to buy from a gas station (I, personally, would never buy a gas station hot dog unless I was desperate for food after coming out of a famine and that's all they had).

We were getting slurpee's and got it all over my hands. I am one of the clumsiest people I know but ANYWAYS, under the assumption that the place was still EMPTY and pretty much ABANDONED, I just waltzed right into a single person bathroom... without knocking.

It wasn't empty OR abandoned, that room very much had a person in it. A person bent over the toilet with her pants still down. She screamed, I screamed, and then I ran out of the god damned 7-11 and hid in the dumpster cage. Once I was outside, breathing heavily and starting to laugh, I called Chase, but he did not find it as amusing as I did.

I guess some people just don't have the same humor as you do, right?

Michelle and Grace, on the other hand, came strolling on out of the 7-11 ten minutes later, with the slurpee I'd left for dead on the counter, laughing their asses off.

The Dollar Tree Screaming Sessions were something that just kind of happened on accident. We wanted to go to the Dollar tree because we wanted to buy snacks and then go home and rant to one another, but we'd cut it pretty close to closing time and we just started ranting to one another and we just didn't make it in time so we kept ranting.

Michelle has a lot of pent up anger at her friend Hope, for being a bitch and an all-around bad friend. And she let that all out after Hope tried to ruin her birthday.

And then we had to fucking roast Annie because she won't stop fucking with Grace and that's the shit we don't appreciate.

This may sound harsh, but if Annie just fucked off and left everyone alone, their lives would all be better. Grace hates her, but is scared Annie will kill herself if she leaves. That's no friendship Id like be apart of thank you.

Not to say I'm not in any friendships that my friends would like me not to be either, but it's not destroying me and breaking down my will to live.

Moving on, Chase went to a camp for people to come together, kind of like a bunch of minorities and stuff coming together and where your differences don't matter.

And then he came back and we talked about it. He had a really great time which is really good, and I'm happy for him.

The weirdest thing to happen to ME this week was just plain comical after the dust had cleared.

My mom called me last Thursday and asked what color my sister curtains were.

"Blue. Mine are gray." I told her. She sighed and then told me we had to have a chat when she got home. I nearly dropped my bowl of pasta.

"What? Why?" I asked. She told me not to worry and that we'd talk when she got home. But you can't say shit like that to people with anxiety.

And then she told me that on her way home she was going to publix. I didn't want to wait that long so I asked to go with her and sure enough, she picked me up within ten minutes. I hopped into the car and before she even put it in reverse, I asked her what she wanted to talk about.

"The cleaning women called me today," she began. I'd like to first start off by saying we only have them by once a month to vacuum floors and occasionally make beds and stuff. "they found something... under your dresser."

And right then I thought, they found my envelope... they found the one with all of my secrets in it. Did I write a suicide letter and leave it in there or something? Why did they even open it?

"My envelope... its stupid! It's just some questions I wrote for myself- to myself so I can keep answering them as years go by!" I insisted. I tried to understate the secrets that thing contains could ruin my friendships.

"Envelope? No, I'm talking about the weed!" And at that point I kind of was at a loss for words because never in my life have I ever smoked weed or bought it or ate any edibles or anything like that.

"Weed?!" I exclaimed. And I figured it out right from there. "OH MY GOD, THE OREGANO I TOOK FROM THE DRAMA DEPARTMENT! I WAS GONNA SELL IT TO SOME FRESHMAN MOM, I SWEAR THAT'S ALL IT IS."

After that we couldn't stop laughing and she told me she couldn't get any work done all day because she's couldn't stop laughing to herself after our phone call. She knew I wasn't reckless like that.

And last but not even close to least is Michelle's families weird bird omen.

So basically, Michelle's dad had a dead bird fall at his feet out of nowhere, and that is a bad omen. That represent death and disaster.

Well, since that has occurred, their family's been tearing thenselves from the oldest sister over money, the middle sisters house caught on fire, and the same sister who's fighting for money found a dead body this morning. All within a weeks time.

It's been quite a time, I guess.