fuccccckkk, man.

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have at it

y'all can't deny it - i'm a fuckin' rida

it's 4:03 in the morning as i'm beginning this. i should really be in bed, but i just got done mopping the kitchen floor and need to wait for it to dry (plus i need to rest; my back and shoulders kind of hurt). last night was...a crazy one, to say the least. i suppose i should document it just in case.

so my aunt and grandmother came to get me two days ago. i'm on spring vacation for a week so i'd assumed everything would go swell. i was about 45% right. friday night was perfectly fine: got the new phone i'd been coveting for like a month, and got to spend time with my family (sad that i put something material over family matters but c'est la vie). the following day (yesterday) i woke up super early to go bummin' with my grandmother. we went to the Sprint store (the night before when we were there, the rep was telling us that my grandfather's contract would be viable for a mail-in rebate for a new phone, so we were there the following day getting him a new phone) and stayed for a good 20 minutes (the rep was very talkative, lol) and went to Menards for some stuff, then went home so we could both take our medicine and eat. were at home for a couple hours, then we went to my cousin Valerie's house so i could see the setup (it's a pretty nice gig; she's got a housemate and they've both got kids so it's cool) and to my Aunt Shelly's to drop Valerie's kids off for their playdate with the grandparents. i have to rewind for a second.

before i'd ever gotten home, i'd had plans (albeit TENTATIVE ones) with my best friend and some other friends of ours to have somewhat of a girls' night. we-e-ell, while at Valerie's house, i'd texted the one friend (Megan) saying, 'everything is frikkin' uncertain right now' - my meaning was that i didn't know when i'd be at my best friend's (Rachel) house so Megan and the other friend (Jerica) could stop by and get us; i didn't want them waiting around if they didn't have to. friendly of me, right? Megan had been texting me quite civilly before this text i sent to her, and all of a sudden Jerica (i knew it was her because she puts zeros in place of the letter O when she texts) texted me and basically said 'if you're coming, call us. if not, no one cares'. i was like O_O ok... then Jerica CALLED me and had the GALL to say 'you know what? you make plans with us whenever you come into town and then something always happens - you can't come or whatever. if you're coming, cool. if not, no one fucking cares.' i sat in stunned silence for maybe a minute before she finally said, 'ok? bye' and hung up on me. so of course i was seething. Rachel called me and was like 'yeah Megan told me to call you and ask what's going on?' and for some reason, as she talked on, there was this ... tone in her voice that i didn't appreciate. i ended up getting bitchy with her, then attempting to let it go and saying, 'you know what? i'll just call you later, bye' and hung up on HER. so she was angry with me for quite awhile (we did the whole angry-text thing; how adult of us).

Gma and i went to RadioShak so i could get some good batteries for my digital camera, then we went into Fashion Bug (i spent a good $150, natch). after this was Rachel's house. Rachel and i kicked it for awhile (i'd bought her late birthday gifts from FB and she was happy with them, thank goodness) and had a good ol' time til Megan and Jerica came to get us. in the car it was a bit tense; i wasn't talking, and the other 3 were whoopin' and hollerin' and tellin' all kinds of inside jokes (which gets under my skin like no other). Jerica piped up, 'Alysia how's it goin'?' i responded in kind, then she was like 'you know what get over it. i'm a bitch, ok? let's just have fun' etc etc etc. so i attempted to. we got to Megan's house and actually DID have a good time for maybe 45 minutes. then out came the alcohol (Megan, her mom, and Jerica had went to the store before coming to get us and they'd bought beer and UV Vodka. the vodka was first. vodka and juice). i'd known they were going to have drinks, i just thought it was going to wait awhile. apparently not. we were playing Skipbo and i was getting increasingly tense. ever since i'd been at Valerie's prior in the day, i'd had a bad feeling about how the night was gonna go down (the stupid text messages earlier hadn't made it better, and Jerica's behavior certainly wasn't either). let's see if i can explain this: since i'd woken up til the texty-phone call time earlier in the day, i'd had a good feeling. one like, "all right, i'm gonna have some fun with my friends!" then it all went to hell when Rachel was feeling sick to her stomach and hovering over the toilet. Megan was completely faded at this point, talking nonsense and having glazed eyes. Jerica was near-sober like she usually is when she gets drunk (it's amazing what that girl can do after drinking) and i'd finally convinced Rachel to go outside for some fresh air. i went downstairs to grab my boots and jacket then began debating with myself about whether or not i should call someone for help (i'm not an experienced drinker and i thought Rachel'd had too much and might have alcohol poisoning). i called Valerie first (because she'd most likely be an impartial party and because calling my grandmother or my mom for advice on what to do scared the shit out of me and i didn't want to seem disloyal to Rachel) but she didn't answer her cell phone and i'd called her house and her housemate said she'd be at work til midnight. i stood there for a few, wondering if i should do what i was thinking, then thought to myself 'welp - better safe than sorry!' and texted my grandmother, saying 'you might have to come get Rachel and me. i'll tell you about it when you get here'. she called me and asked me where did Megan live. had to get the address from Megan's dad (who just seemed bewildered; then again he and his wife both seemed a little angry with me, as well, but i don't know). after about 20 tense minutes with Megan and Jerica, i got contacted by Gma saying she was nearby and for us to come out. we waited on the corner and i called to tell Gma exactly where we were so she'd see us. right about this time i was desperate to tell Rachel everything: how i was feeling guilty for calling off her fun night, how i was feeling bitchy about having to play Sorority Mother when the other two weren't doing a damn thing to help Rachel out, how i was wondering why Gma was being so suspicious (when we'd talked, she'd said 'we' and i'd asked her who was with her and she wouldn't tell me; she played coy and said 'i've got a boyfriend'), how i thought Jerica and Megan aren't friends because of the way they'd treated us before we left out the house (Megan was topsy turvy as i said, and Jerica was pretty much just being a cold bitch) and a slew of other shit. i'd managed to get quite a bit of this out when i saw Gma's truck around the way. she'd seemed like she wasn't going to stop so i yelled 'Gramma!' and we ran to the truck. i looked in the front window and saw my mom and started crying right then. THAT'S who she'd been so suspicious about. i handn't been able to handle having all those emotions inside me at once so seeing my mom (and then seeing my niece in the carseat in the back) just made me go nuts. my mom hugged me until a car came by, then we piled in the truck and went to the store to get food for the night. on the way to the store and on the way back, i kept asking Rachel if she was ok because she seemed pissed. she assured me she was fine. when we got home, i called Jeff (my boyfriend - if i haven't mentioned him yet) and just spilled everything. a little while later in the conversation, he was goofing about how he finally gets to meet my mom today. (there's hella backstory to this but i've already written a novel so i won't get into all that). me, Jeff, Rachel, and Rachel's boyfriend Mike are all to go see 'Jumper' today; i'm super excited. and on that note, i'll leave you with a very beautiful picture of my new phone. ciao and thanks for reading all this nonsense!