So... I was goign to put this in my SB, but since we're all good now, it's so frieking hilarious, it deserves to be in here. The "incident" I spoke of in my last post? Okay... well, here's the full story. And the surprise ending.

Okay, so... I talkee to Cat on the phone yesterday, and he told me he was in a car accident, and that he was really sore, and tired, so he was going back to sleep and he would talk to me later. Well... me being me, I decide to be the good little fried that I try to be most of the time, and I decided to bring him his new shirt and a thing of ice cream cake that my mom ahd made for me going away.

So, I get to his house, see a red car that I take to be his bro's, and pull in next to it. I'm like... getting all this shit together to throw down in his room, figuring him to still be asleep n whatever drugs they've given him, and whatnot.

So, I knock on the door because all the lights are on, and no one's around. So... I saw his parent's lights on, and was like, eh, I'm not going to bother them. Creeping down the stairs all quiet like, I slip the door open and start in. Now, Cat has these bookshelves in his room, between the door and his bed, but there's like... foot-wide cracks in between the door and the book case, and between the book case adn his dresser. So... I look i the first case, see him sititng up, and am like, damn! I woke him up! But, keep going, figuring I'm jsut gonna skedaddle so he doesn't get pissy and whatnot. Then, in the second crack, I look again, tring to see whether he's truly awake, or just sleeping on pillows or whatever, and see two people in the bed. Now... what's going through anyone's head when they see two people in a dark room, with the blankets pulled up and the guy doens't ahve a shirt on? Oh wait... Prolly the same thing i was thinking.

So, I kept walking, becuase my brain hadn't quite translated the thought to my feet that I should stop and flee, so... I made it to the opening and looked agian, and they're BOTH watching me!!! So, I finally get my body under controll again, and turn quickly, throw the cake in the fridge, drop the bag on the floor, mutter somehting like... " Cakeinthefridgebagonthefloorbye!" and retreat as swiftly as possibly without cracking ym ehad open on the stairs.

On hte way out, I get in my car, start backing out, and notice that the car that I thought was in fact his bro's, is actually his gf's, and I'm like... Oops? So, I booked. And, after I got done cursing myself for being an ass, I started laughing. You know, that nervous, "Uh, I'm in deeeep shit and I know it, but holy crap that was funny!!!" And I'm laughing so ahrd, I'm crying, and before I know it, a bush had migrated into the front and underneath my car, and I was sititng in the woods, laughing until my ribs hurt and I couldn't breathe. When the urge to laugh passed, I put my car back in drive, wiped off my now soaking wet cheeks, and still chuckling quite loudly, I drove back home. OMG... What a fucking awkward moment. To walk in on two people... Oops...


Now... the good news!!! I'm not in trouble, there was nothing going on, and they laughed jsut as much as I did, becuase it was freiking hilarious. So now... now it's your turn. Laugh it up, big boy... Who else would this happen to?

Okay, so... can I Just say my favorite phrase for tonight is...

FUCKING PEOPLE SUCK!!!

Crystal, beyond the usual, that scene at the beach was priceless- "Those were LEGS I saw!!!" "No way!!!" "Oh yeah... You can bet they were going at it!" "OMG... we should go tap on the window!!" LMAO Fucking hilarious. It was jsut a night for screwing, I guess. *claps a hand over her mouth, trying so hard not to laugh* So... How much trouble am I in? Repeat it to me again? LoL

Okay, so... today started okay, rapidly got better, took a 90 degree u-turn into straight hilarity, then rose rapidly to great fun.

Had a charter -it sucked. The guys were fun, but we only caught 3 fish all day long, and well... I wasn't into it. The people on Monday killed my spirit, I guess. I finished a new book- Stoner and Spaz- Yes, Christine, I actually read the damned book, it's so good!!!! READ IT!!! LoL

After that, the hilarity part is most unexpected, and Oh man... I'm in so much trouble. *starts laughing again...* Thank God I'm not in my car this time... I might crash it for good this time. Yes, I almsot hit my car after that whole... incident. Happy now? See what you make me do? Drive off the road and into bushes!!! ROFLMMFAO!!! Definitely! I haven't had that many letters to my humor in a long time, but this is priceless. Beats all my mischief combined!!

Anyway... After that, went out with Crystal, got beat on for the above-said "incident," (can't wait till a certain someone reads this post... Kind of hope they never do...) and we laughed ourselves sore about it. Again and again. Then... We decided to go see a movie- no movie theatres open, evidently. Stupid theatres. Don't they know there are crazy teenagers on a rebel night, jsut waiitng for something to do? LoL

So... Down to Jamestown- We can sleep in the SAND!!! YAY! No go. Snad was uncomfrotable, and we weren't tired. So... WE could sleep in the boat, but... how are we going to get to it? OH RIGHT! Steal a gas tank!!! Then wake up at 5, to return it and get home! lmao. Great ideas, there... heh

No? Okay then... Newport! But only after we get lost on frieking Beacon Av. Oh, what more can I say than scary narrow, dark, wooded streets were not meant to be driven at 2:30 in the morning. No way...

Onto Newport, where we explored the beach thingy, and had a great time "hunting for pans" in the middle of the road. Evidently, someone decided that they had enough pots and pans to last them, so they would stick them all over the road! So... Me and Crystal decided to go and, what else? Oh wait! Pick them all up!!! So, we're now driving around Newport at all hours of the ngiht with about 10 pieces of cooking ware in her back seat- frying pans, crockpots, muffin tins, stew-pots, anything you need, we got! LoL

Then, we can't find a gas station, and get scared by the cop withthe giant dog, who gets out of his car, not jsut opening his window. And the scary cliffwalk in the middle of the night... STALKERS!!!! Then... Hott guys, anyone? LoL Wicked funny.

Then, home again, to walk around Pascoag and laugh some more about the previous adventures, PAN HUNTING!!!!, then home wiht me and to bed, for 6 am... Woot for packing!! LoL

Sorry about your car getting totalled, Nick, and um... yeah, the other thing. I hope you're in less pain, but do you mind me saying that I'm kind of relieved that you have no way of getting down to URI campus? *sheepish grin* Oops?

I need advice. Unfortunately, I can't figure out which problem I want advice on, because they're all kind of mixed and mingled, and I can't really tell anyone all of it, but I can't jsut tell them a piece of it, becuase then the advice wouldn't really be fitted to the problem. Get my drift? It sucks.

On better news... Yes, better news... Um... I went to breakfast with ala? Lol It was fun. After panera, (Duh, like there was any question!!) we went to cause some trouble at RIC... We actually jsut drove around the campus checking it out, and being really happy that we didn't have to drive there everyday, becuase I would cry. It was so crazy!!! So many people cutting everyone else off, walking around without checking both ways, and no one yelling to anyone else hi, or anything!!! It was so crazy!!! But fun. heh We listened to Good Charlotte almost all the way through, and so many people stopped to stare at us, singing along with the windows down. heh

We bought flowers for the vigil tonight, white carnations. The're so pretty. I want to eat them. *snort* Does that make me... goatish? Or jsut hungry? LoL

The charter today? It was like torture. All I could do was count down the seconds until I could finally get off the boat and away from those horrible people. It was so bad, that at the end, i actually had visions of taking the circle hook with the dead eel hanging from it, hooking the lady through the nose, and then ripping it out, all the while beaitn her over the head with another eel. How satisfying.

I have never bitched about a charter in my life- Never before have i aksed Dad to leave before their time was up, and never before have I ever had to put up with anything like I did, today. There were chemistry problems from the very get-go. They didn't smile, laugh, or do anything that normal people usually do. They refused to talk to me. And anyhting I did? Oh wait... That's not how my dad did it... And therefore it was wrong. And it's not how the charter aptain on the Alaskan Salmon trip did it... And so it was wrong.

I was so fed up by the end of the day, I was crying in the car, as Dad defended them, saying they were joking and "Oh, you can dish it, but you really can't take it, huh?" Screw that. I got beat on every five seconds by Worcester fireman and Boston police, and I laughed, then got them back, and I had a great day. These people were serious. I was so ready to get off that boat, I was ready to swim back to the mainland.

*shakes head* I hate charters... I can't wait for the season to end. I want to cry again.

Well, to catch you up, I've had charters every day it seems. One MOnday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. Whoa! The only days I hung out with friends were a tiny bit on Tuesday ngiht, Thursday and about 1/2 an hour on Friday night. Ugh... complete crap.

But, Thursday was so much fun. Me and Ala went to Panera, and we grabbed bread to throw on people at the stoplights on the way back. Well... I saw this blue truck coming uo behind us, so.. I threw a piece of bread out the window, and hit Nicole Richie in the face as she was hanging out to yell Hi... LoL With Brad driving. *smirk* OMG... So, they cut in front of us, and we threw tennis balls at the truck, and then they drove 15 mph all over the place, and we had a shitload of fun. LoL Then i hung out with Crystal that night at DnD, and Cat was there, and well... it was fun there. Crystal and Emily crack me up. Nick's funny, too.

So, I'm really scared to go to college, and SB keeps trying to make me feel; better, but even so... I'm still nervous. I'm afriad that I'm not going to have my friends when I get back, but I'm really excited that I'm going to have so much freedom. Ugh... I suppose everyone's going through the same thing, but damn... It seems like I'm so busy working, I can't hang out with anyone in the last weeks of summer. I'm so disgusted.

Like, I missed hanging out with Christine becuase I was working, and I never got to go to Joe's going-away party, and what the hell!! I'm so mad... I hate work. It can bite me.