Fruitless Efforts To Find The Rave
Alright, I was pist last night, for numerous reasons. Those who traveled with saw it. When I become unreasonably upset I shut down completely and won't bother to try and talk to anyone. Doesn't matter who you are. There are times where someone will be able to calm me down by letting me use them as a pillow or by cuddling me, something simple like that, but if you are not someone who seems to have that magical little touch I'll either walk away or knock you out. Thats pretty much "don't touch toki time."
Anyways, my head was throbbing for a while as we ran around all day picking up people to go to some party. I didn't plan on dancing a lot, but I bought the glowing necklaces and the bracelets, you know, be part of the scene. Unfortunately, by the time we made it to that place where we were supposed to meet everyone else, well the very end our directions was what threw us off. Jen ended up driving down what looked to be a freaky road. People were scared. Waision couldn't help to laugh, but it was vexing. If Jen, the driver, freaked out, I would have turned around and bitched people out no matter who it was. I was practically waiting for something dark and scary to come out just so I would have someone to strangle.
Eventually, our search ended when Brittany met with us. We looked for this party one last time, only to give up pretty much at 4 in the morning or something like that. Tim was the only one to calm me down. Sure, a few of the others would try and say something, but all went unheard. I was not about to unleash my fury on people who didn't deserve it. There was no point in bringing out drama. So its best to keep it to a minimum. Anyways, Tim just sat behind in the car and slung one arm over one shoulder as the other massaged my shoulder. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt. Most of the time I can't stand people rubbing my shoulders because it hurts. In the utter silence, I just sort of gave up. I wasn't angry at that point and then like a little kitten I crawl into the backseat and sleep. I used Tim as a pillow. It was nice. I felt like a little kid whenever he brushed back my hair. I miss that feeling - safety.
Later at Ihop everyone ate and had a good time. It was a nice change from the stifling atmosphere before. In the end, we return to Jen's house and crash. Those who must wake to go to their jobs returned later. Jen is back on the floor sleeping and I am organizing some computer folders and files.
Anyways, my head was throbbing for a while as we ran around all day picking up people to go to some party. I didn't plan on dancing a lot, but I bought the glowing necklaces and the bracelets, you know, be part of the scene. Unfortunately, by the time we made it to that place where we were supposed to meet everyone else, well the very end our directions was what threw us off. Jen ended up driving down what looked to be a freaky road. People were scared. Waision couldn't help to laugh, but it was vexing. If Jen, the driver, freaked out, I would have turned around and bitched people out no matter who it was. I was practically waiting for something dark and scary to come out just so I would have someone to strangle.
Eventually, our search ended when Brittany met with us. We looked for this party one last time, only to give up pretty much at 4 in the morning or something like that. Tim was the only one to calm me down. Sure, a few of the others would try and say something, but all went unheard. I was not about to unleash my fury on people who didn't deserve it. There was no point in bringing out drama. So its best to keep it to a minimum. Anyways, Tim just sat behind in the car and slung one arm over one shoulder as the other massaged my shoulder. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt. Most of the time I can't stand people rubbing my shoulders because it hurts. In the utter silence, I just sort of gave up. I wasn't angry at that point and then like a little kitten I crawl into the backseat and sleep. I used Tim as a pillow. It was nice. I felt like a little kid whenever he brushed back my hair. I miss that feeling - safety.
Later at Ihop everyone ate and had a good time. It was a nice change from the stifling atmosphere before. In the end, we return to Jen's house and crash. Those who must wake to go to their jobs returned later. Jen is back on the floor sleeping and I am organizing some computer folders and files.