Knotts Scary Farm 2008
What started out to be such an amazing day filled with overall good energy, good music, and fun times with some friends turned into a night that showed me a lot about some of the people that I hang around with. Some good, and some not so good.
So last night was Scion Night over at Knotts Scary Farm. Everyone in my car is able to get in for free, so I decided to bring along Ashliey, Devin, Shirley, and Carolyn. My friend Davis' was suppose to go, and nobody really wanted Devin to come, but anyways... We got their around 230, and had to wait till 7 for the haunt part to actually begin. So we walked to Starbucks, and hungout in my car. We were dancing in the back with the trunk open, smoking joints in the lot, partying with other Scion neighbors in the parking lot, drinking, and just having a really damn good time!
Come around 7 o'clock, we enter Knotts, and I had to sit, and I started to throw up in the planter behind me. Ashliey and Shirley ended up helping me out for about an hour, which was nice of them, and showed that they have good character, and are good friends. Where Devin and Carolyn went, I have no idea. So a few minutes after I'm done throwing up, I go and get a hot dog to try and sober me up quicker. After a few minutes of eating the hot dog, I started to feel a lot better. I couldn't ride a few things, or maybe even go in a maze at first, but I wouldn't of mind waiting inside the park while everyone was out doing their thing.
But no, Ashliey and Shirley insisted that I wait in my car by myself becuase my "eyes were rolling to the back of my head". I understand I was being a mess, but if I tell someone that I am fine, I am fine. I know myself better than anyone else, and I knew I could've handled the night, but the fact that I wasn't even given a shot, or that nobody believed me really made me snap. So I stormed out of the park, and I looked back before I went through the gates, and I looked at them both in the eyes and said, "I'm never talking to the both of you again after I go through these gates." and walked out.
I ended up going back to my care safely, in tears because I was so pissed off, so bummed about the entire night that I couldn't handle it. I ended up calling my bestfriend Rebecca, and I couldn't even talk for the first 5 minutes because I was just so infuriated, that all that was coming out were my tears of anger. I know alcohol makes everything much more intense than it already is, but still.
After I got done I had no other option to passout. So thats exactly what I did. So they finally came back at around 1 o'clock, and I couldn't even start my car because I left my car on while I was asleep and drained the battery. Great. One more thing to add on to my already shit night. Not only that, but Devin and Carolyn decided to ride back with some random strangers because they were "nervous" about the drive back, which I think is totally bogus because I've driven home after clubs drunk with them, and this time I was already sober believe it or not.
I didn't give anyone a chance to speak after I raised my voice, I drove home with the music loud, and driving at about 45 miles over the speed limit, the limit is 75. I got home, slammed my door and walked in, while saying "I hope you guys had a good time tonight" and that was that.
I haven't spoken to any of them since, and I really don't care to. I felt so used, because not only did I not get a single "thank you" I had to wait in my car while my "friends" were out having fun. I got all those stupid cunts in for free, while I had to rot away in my car because nobody thought I was able to handle myself.
Maybe I am overreacting a bit, but a part of me just doesn't care. If anything, I do owe Ashliey and Shirley an apology, but those other two I could see myself never talking to again. It just shows how good of friends they are, and how they think of me. I just felt like I was their to get them in for free.
So last night was Scion Night over at Knotts Scary Farm. Everyone in my car is able to get in for free, so I decided to bring along Ashliey, Devin, Shirley, and Carolyn. My friend Davis' was suppose to go, and nobody really wanted Devin to come, but anyways... We got their around 230, and had to wait till 7 for the haunt part to actually begin. So we walked to Starbucks, and hungout in my car. We were dancing in the back with the trunk open, smoking joints in the lot, partying with other Scion neighbors in the parking lot, drinking, and just having a really damn good time!
Come around 7 o'clock, we enter Knotts, and I had to sit, and I started to throw up in the planter behind me. Ashliey and Shirley ended up helping me out for about an hour, which was nice of them, and showed that they have good character, and are good friends. Where Devin and Carolyn went, I have no idea. So a few minutes after I'm done throwing up, I go and get a hot dog to try and sober me up quicker. After a few minutes of eating the hot dog, I started to feel a lot better. I couldn't ride a few things, or maybe even go in a maze at first, but I wouldn't of mind waiting inside the park while everyone was out doing their thing.
But no, Ashliey and Shirley insisted that I wait in my car by myself becuase my "eyes were rolling to the back of my head". I understand I was being a mess, but if I tell someone that I am fine, I am fine. I know myself better than anyone else, and I knew I could've handled the night, but the fact that I wasn't even given a shot, or that nobody believed me really made me snap. So I stormed out of the park, and I looked back before I went through the gates, and I looked at them both in the eyes and said, "I'm never talking to the both of you again after I go through these gates." and walked out.
I ended up going back to my care safely, in tears because I was so pissed off, so bummed about the entire night that I couldn't handle it. I ended up calling my bestfriend Rebecca, and I couldn't even talk for the first 5 minutes because I was just so infuriated, that all that was coming out were my tears of anger. I know alcohol makes everything much more intense than it already is, but still.
After I got done I had no other option to passout. So thats exactly what I did. So they finally came back at around 1 o'clock, and I couldn't even start my car because I left my car on while I was asleep and drained the battery. Great. One more thing to add on to my already shit night. Not only that, but Devin and Carolyn decided to ride back with some random strangers because they were "nervous" about the drive back, which I think is totally bogus because I've driven home after clubs drunk with them, and this time I was already sober believe it or not.
I didn't give anyone a chance to speak after I raised my voice, I drove home with the music loud, and driving at about 45 miles over the speed limit, the limit is 75. I got home, slammed my door and walked in, while saying "I hope you guys had a good time tonight" and that was that.
I haven't spoken to any of them since, and I really don't care to. I felt so used, because not only did I not get a single "thank you" I had to wait in my car while my "friends" were out having fun. I got all those stupid cunts in for free, while I had to rot away in my car because nobody thought I was able to handle myself.
Maybe I am overreacting a bit, but a part of me just doesn't care. If anything, I do owe Ashliey and Shirley an apology, but those other two I could see myself never talking to again. It just shows how good of friends they are, and how they think of me. I just felt like I was their to get them in for free.