fight
So here’s the story… Alicia was so drunk she doesn’t even remember any of it…
Friday night, me, Courtney, Alicia and Cristie all went to tiki bobs. Everything was fine, we had a blast at the bar. Alicia and Cristie were shitfaced, me and Courtney only had 3 beers each total. So we were leaving at 2am and they wanted a hot dog from the stand so me and Courtney went to the car and waited for them. Well while Cristie and Alicia were walking to the car, there was a car backing up, and it was like 10 feet away from hitting them but Alicia hit her purse on the car, and immediately 6 black girls jump out of the car. Well they argued for a good 15-20 mins at the top of their lungs getting in each others faces and everything. We attracted the entire parking lot, everyone got out of their cars to watch. There were cops directing traffic out of the parking lot because there’s a whole bunch of bars in the area so traffic was crazy. Well me and my friend Courtney were already in the car so we stayed in there cuz we are only 20 and we woulda blew if the cops came, so Alicia and Cristie were out there fighting with 6 black girls, and we yelled at them the entire time to get the fuck in the car that its not worth it and we want to leave, but they wouldn’t fucken listen. Cristie claims she got spit at in the face, and Alicia got punched in the face so they weren’t backing down for anything. So finally we get them in the car (the black girls were trying to kick out the tail lights on Courtney’s car), but did Alicia and Cristie care? No they were just being stupid drunks thinking they can take on the world and fight anyone. So then we finally get in the car all settled down, and Alicia goes, Mel why the fuck did u throw your cigarette at those black girls and get us in a fight, trying to blame it on me cuz she felt like an ass for starting it all.
FIRST OFF- I don’t even smoke, and me and court had been in the car for like 5 mins waiting for them to get in cuz they wanted a damn hot dog. So Courtney ripped her apart and the three of them are screaming at the top of their lungs and Courtney was trying to drive so she was like, if u all don’t shut the fuck up then get out of my car, so Alicia and Cristie got out and said they’d call Cristie’s bf nick to get them, who lives in Shelby so it would take him at least 35 min to get there, which is completely stupid because Pontiac is not the safest city… there are bums walking around in the parking lot and everything. But they got out of the car on their own will and we were in a line of cars waiting to leave the parking lot so we left their asses there.
Then back at the apartment later that night I was in my room and Alicia and Cristie were in the kitchen talking shit for a half hour straight how me and Courtney started the fight and can't get out of the car to help them, and how we are bad friends and that we shouldn't have been worried about getting a MIP if the cops came cuz at least we'd be sticking up for our friends. For one, I’ve never even been in a single fight with any friend, I am the easiest person to get along with, but I was not going to sit there listening to them any longer. So I went go out into the kitchen and I’m like, how about you guys just shut up because I don’t wanna hear about it anymore and you don’t even know what’s going on because they were throwing up in the bar and could barely even walk out. So then they get mouthy with me again and we are all yelling and Alicia grabs me by the fucken neck and tells me to shut the fuck up so I push her arm away and tell her to not ever touch me again. So then I’m like, do u want me to get my shit and leave right now, and both her and Cristie were like yeah get the fuck out we don't want u here. So now its like 4am and I’m outside sitting on the sidewalk balling my eyes out calling my brother to come help me get my shit because I don’t want to be somewhere that I’m not wanted.
And get this- Alicia tells the story as we just left without them in Pontiac, she doesn’t tell people that they got out of the car willingly, and she also tells people that I wanted to move out when she's the one that told me to get the fuck out, she doesn’t even remember telling me that.
So then more even happened-
Sunday morning she came home at 7am, I was in my room sleeping and my friend Steve was in my bed sleeping also because he was too drunk to drive home. Well she opens my bedroom door and starts screaming at the top of her lungs "if you’re leaving, then get the fuck out now, stop taking your sweet old time, I want u out now." Well that’s just about the most disrespectful thing u can do, barging into someone’s room and yelling at them and waking them up.
Her bf was over Sunday when I was finishing moving out, and I talked to him for a while, saying that i didn’t want to end this on bad terms and i told him the sober version of story, and he tried to talk to her afterwards but he can’t even get through to her so whatever.
Then I spent the rest of Sunday and Monday moving back home. The little time I had left of the weekend, I studied for my finance test that I had on Tuesday.
Now today I get my test back and I got a 54%. Yeah its been a great fucken week I tell ya.
I’ve never been so happy to be back home. Last night my mom made me a bowl of ice cream with Scooby doo sprinkles. She loves me. I don’t have to cook, clean, or do my own laundry anymore. And now I can save my money instead of paying rent for an apartment where we couldn’t even have friends over because if we got any more complaints about being loud, they’d kick us out and Alicia would be stuck paying the remainder rent for the term of the lease.
Now I’m going to buy a new pair of shoes. <3 for Puma
Friday night, me, Courtney, Alicia and Cristie all went to tiki bobs. Everything was fine, we had a blast at the bar. Alicia and Cristie were shitfaced, me and Courtney only had 3 beers each total. So we were leaving at 2am and they wanted a hot dog from the stand so me and Courtney went to the car and waited for them. Well while Cristie and Alicia were walking to the car, there was a car backing up, and it was like 10 feet away from hitting them but Alicia hit her purse on the car, and immediately 6 black girls jump out of the car. Well they argued for a good 15-20 mins at the top of their lungs getting in each others faces and everything. We attracted the entire parking lot, everyone got out of their cars to watch. There were cops directing traffic out of the parking lot because there’s a whole bunch of bars in the area so traffic was crazy. Well me and my friend Courtney were already in the car so we stayed in there cuz we are only 20 and we woulda blew if the cops came, so Alicia and Cristie were out there fighting with 6 black girls, and we yelled at them the entire time to get the fuck in the car that its not worth it and we want to leave, but they wouldn’t fucken listen. Cristie claims she got spit at in the face, and Alicia got punched in the face so they weren’t backing down for anything. So finally we get them in the car (the black girls were trying to kick out the tail lights on Courtney’s car), but did Alicia and Cristie care? No they were just being stupid drunks thinking they can take on the world and fight anyone. So then we finally get in the car all settled down, and Alicia goes, Mel why the fuck did u throw your cigarette at those black girls and get us in a fight, trying to blame it on me cuz she felt like an ass for starting it all.
FIRST OFF- I don’t even smoke, and me and court had been in the car for like 5 mins waiting for them to get in cuz they wanted a damn hot dog. So Courtney ripped her apart and the three of them are screaming at the top of their lungs and Courtney was trying to drive so she was like, if u all don’t shut the fuck up then get out of my car, so Alicia and Cristie got out and said they’d call Cristie’s bf nick to get them, who lives in Shelby so it would take him at least 35 min to get there, which is completely stupid because Pontiac is not the safest city… there are bums walking around in the parking lot and everything. But they got out of the car on their own will and we were in a line of cars waiting to leave the parking lot so we left their asses there.
Then back at the apartment later that night I was in my room and Alicia and Cristie were in the kitchen talking shit for a half hour straight how me and Courtney started the fight and can't get out of the car to help them, and how we are bad friends and that we shouldn't have been worried about getting a MIP if the cops came cuz at least we'd be sticking up for our friends. For one, I’ve never even been in a single fight with any friend, I am the easiest person to get along with, but I was not going to sit there listening to them any longer. So I went go out into the kitchen and I’m like, how about you guys just shut up because I don’t wanna hear about it anymore and you don’t even know what’s going on because they were throwing up in the bar and could barely even walk out. So then they get mouthy with me again and we are all yelling and Alicia grabs me by the fucken neck and tells me to shut the fuck up so I push her arm away and tell her to not ever touch me again. So then I’m like, do u want me to get my shit and leave right now, and both her and Cristie were like yeah get the fuck out we don't want u here. So now its like 4am and I’m outside sitting on the sidewalk balling my eyes out calling my brother to come help me get my shit because I don’t want to be somewhere that I’m not wanted.
And get this- Alicia tells the story as we just left without them in Pontiac, she doesn’t tell people that they got out of the car willingly, and she also tells people that I wanted to move out when she's the one that told me to get the fuck out, she doesn’t even remember telling me that.
So then more even happened-
Sunday morning she came home at 7am, I was in my room sleeping and my friend Steve was in my bed sleeping also because he was too drunk to drive home. Well she opens my bedroom door and starts screaming at the top of her lungs "if you’re leaving, then get the fuck out now, stop taking your sweet old time, I want u out now." Well that’s just about the most disrespectful thing u can do, barging into someone’s room and yelling at them and waking them up.
Her bf was over Sunday when I was finishing moving out, and I talked to him for a while, saying that i didn’t want to end this on bad terms and i told him the sober version of story, and he tried to talk to her afterwards but he can’t even get through to her so whatever.
Then I spent the rest of Sunday and Monday moving back home. The little time I had left of the weekend, I studied for my finance test that I had on Tuesday.
Now today I get my test back and I got a 54%. Yeah its been a great fucken week I tell ya.
I’ve never been so happy to be back home. Last night my mom made me a bowl of ice cream with Scooby doo sprinkles. She loves me. I don’t have to cook, clean, or do my own laundry anymore. And now I can save my money instead of paying rent for an apartment where we couldn’t even have friends over because if we got any more complaints about being loud, they’d kick us out and Alicia would be stuck paying the remainder rent for the term of the lease.
Now I’m going to buy a new pair of shoes. <3 for Puma