Pretty Beast.
So… I was feeling… spontaneous today. I’d felt the same way yesterday, but hadn’t acted on it. Today, I did. I got up, grabbed the house phone (not my cell phone, unfortunately) and headed towards the back door. Locked. Damn. So I went to the key box and sifted through a couple pairs of keys. Tried a few sets. Nothing. So I definately spent about five minutes doing that. Then I thought ‘Screw it. I’ll just go out the front door and bring the home phone with me.’ So, I grabbed a key from the key box that looked like my key to the front door. (I was too lazy to go and grab that one from my room). I locked the handle from the inside, stepped out, then closed the door behind me. Then I thought, ‘Hey, I should probably lock the dead bolt.’ So I put the key in the hole, attempted to turn it, but it wouldn’t budge. I tried a few times, thinking it was just the humidity being a bitch. But no. I’d grabbed the wrong key.
So basically, I spent about an hour in my back yard, shooting hoops with a beat-up soccer ball, with no shoes, no watches or clocks, and only a home phone. I thought, ‘Okay, this is fine. Mom will be home soon, and she’ll let me in and this will all be done…’
Then soon, the clouds rolled in. Massive grey clouds.
Me: ‘Ooooh, scarrrry. Big grey clouds! What ever shall I do?!’
Nature: Fuck you. (THUNDER)
Me: ….shit.
So yeah. Luckily my mom got home just a few mintues before it started to rain. So that was… lucky. I guess. Sort of. Whatever.
And we can’t forget, all the while I was talking to myself! Yessir, my neighbors that were in their backyards doing graden work and stuff probably looked up and thought, ‘She never was very normal. I new she’d crack in the teenage years. Probably schizo. I wonder how high her dosage is…’
(No insult to schizophrenics everywhere.)
And to top it all off, I had “Jizz in my pants” stuck in my head. Thank you, internet. Thank you so very much. I’ll remember this when I’m older and choosing… well. Nevermind. This was because of a friend. It would be ind of an insult to say ‘I’ll remember this next time I’m choosing friends…’. Yeah.
So. Now I’m totally gonna not tell anyone else about this. Expect I will. Really. Yeah. Bye.
(NOTE: I’m too lazy to do any segments or bits or whatever today. Heh.)
