Weekend from HELL!!
My life is rated R.
What is your life rated?
How cool. Man did I have some shitty weekend. Most of you know I'm a very happy person, and when something bad happens I try and roll with the punches. However, ever so often (about once every two months) so much crap happens to me that I get burned out. That's what happened. I'll give you the day by day summary:
Friday: Worked 3-11pm, it's getting really boring and it sucked. 5:30pm Dad came by with Mom and fixed my car, now it can stop, go, and shifts out of gear. 11pm, got off work and told Chet I'd be his DD. Went to the party and got hit on by his drunk friends. I don't like his friends. Saw his freinds dogs, two pit bulls, they've been abused by Erin, the owner, and all his friends. This drunk girl was yelling at the male dog and calling him a nigger (he's black), and hitting him because he was looking at me eat my food. I fed him after the bitch left. I havn't seen dogs so scared of thier owner. It really sucked. 2am, left the party, my car drives! 2:30am, Morgans is drunk and she's wants me to pick up a guy for a booty call because he's drunk and can't drive. He lives in the Valley. 3am, trouble in paradise, going down the highway and the car starts to slow down. The same thing happens that it's been doing, brakes start to suck, car won't go faster and won't shift. Get off the freeway. 3:15am, get pulled over by a cop in the Valley, rear tale light is out. Chet's beer is in the back seat, both Mogan and Chet are drunk, Morgan has no ID. 3:25am, the nice cop man let's us go, Morgan calls him back to use his flashlight because she can't see. 3:35, on the road again and a hose burst. I have no brakes and almost hit a parked car. A line two blocks long of some kind of fluid is on the ground. We just passed Division, so we decided to walk home. It's freezing. Morgan (still drunk) calls Dave (booty call), and asked to pick us up, he being still drunk says no, and Morgan get's pissed off. She's mad. Chet get's mad because she's mad. I'm not mad, I'm cold. I have a t-shirt and a thin zip up. We get home, Morgan just leaves, says she's going. Still drunk. Chet's even more mad.
Saturday: 11am, No one in town has a dolly to tow my car. I get a parking ticket on my broken car. Morgan told me she shouldn't have driven last night. She couldn't remember things and didn't know why I was mad. 3-11pm, working sucks even more. Every little thing that is bothering me. I'm working with a new girl who can't do shit. 11pm, Chet is not there to pick me up. My life as we know it has hit a new low. 11:15pm, Get a ride home by Crystal, Chet doesn't answer his phone. I've come to the conclusion that either he's been in an accident, or he's sleeping. 11:30pm, call Kenny, he tells me we'll hang out, I'm depressed as shit and decide the rest of my Voldka needs to be gone tonight. 12:15am, Chet calls me, he fell asleep and didn't have his phone with him. 12:30am, party number one: get drunk. Not sad anymore though. 1:30am, party number two: get more drunk and stoned. 2:30am, start getting tired, for some stupid reason I give ten dollars to my brother because I'm an idoit. 3am, get home. Not drunk enough to get last walking up stairs, but drunk enough to not know how to untie my shoes. 3:15am, I'm sad because I miss Chet, but luckily my plan to get drunk enough to pass out works.
Sunday: 12:15pm, finally got out of bed. Called U-haul again, still nothing. 2:30pm, Morgan drops me off at work. That's nice bacause I only left myself one dollar for the bus and gave the rest to my brother last night. 3-11pm, working, it's better, we're short one person, and busy. It's really nice. One of the sisters had a panic attack and put her light on 20 times in 1 1/2 hours. 11:05pm, Chet's there to pick me up. 11:15pm, Morgan got me a Napolean shirt that says, "I like your sleeves, they're real big". It even has poofy sleeves. Lol. Get to sleep with Chetters. I was never mad at him, more sad though. Thing are better now.
The brothers are taking my car to Colville today, and Chet's helping. We went to Shari's and had breakfast. I got a ride to school. Talk about a weekend from hell. I have class now, Bye all!