WhAt An AdVeNtUrE!!!!
Oh man...first of all i can not document this amazing evening i had as well as natalie so...u all should check out her journal 1st! But..there are about a thousand memorable moments from a simple muggy evening with 5 crazy thrill seeking teens. It started in lexington at some ratty carnival in k-mart parking lot. If you cuss on a swinging ship the creepy carnie workers get pissed and make it a short shitty ride...so don't cuss! haha-also...stand across from ur friends on the rotating circle ride thingy so u can watch them scream and try to hang with their feet in the air-hahaha...also-people won't know ur with the crazy screamers...hehe. So after we all felt minorly naucious we took the car ride all the way to berea. The car ride was quite a ride...emotional ride that is but thats what happens when u have two emotionally stressed girls...which i am so very sorry for everything by the way. To all parties involved. Things got better after a brief star searching rest on a quilt..but when the clouds are fat the stars aren't out. So after spotting random shapes such as a fetus...we went in the house and started to fall asleep. Fortunately Samba wanted..and needed...to drive around so after getting food at taco bell my friends and i embarked on one of the creepiest, yet entertaining adventures ever. There are some scary ass roads in berea and im pretty sure we followed all of them, trying to scare ourselves as much as possible to ensure nightmares in our sleep later that evening. We went to a lake and walked around...convinced there were killers lurking everywhere. We went down old dirt paths where we found " Fuckin sasquotch" and plots to a new hit horror movie...I am positive i would be the sole survivor but according to a census the "Slutty blonde dies first" Not that many would disagree to that...heh. So we drove and searched for scarier places and we weren't dissapointed with the old barn which should "fuckin be the pig house" or the scary old lady sitting on her porch at 3 in the morning..or the killer dog that barked at us..or the killers lurking in some fort place with scary trees...or the dark dead-ends...or the delapidated barns. Note to kids: its not sneaking out if ur not trying to not get caught a.k.a....leaving through the front door! haha. Anyway-my weekend is complete and i hope i remember this incredible midnight romp through the country roads until our scare hungry selves decide to venture out again!!