So Take A Chance
Alright, just posting this to update some things going on in my life. Just to vent and such.
Well, first things first, I'm working on a new story! I was going to write a Michael Guy Chislett story, but I just had this falling out with a guy I liked named Michael (that I will get to in just a moment) so I just wasn't feeling it. But it's going to be a Mike Carden story, and I think it's going to be good. At least I hope so.
Anyway, on to this Michael nonsense. I was at this party and I had been drinking and puffing a pipe, and I spent my time with a guy I kind of knew and met once before. I was really hanging out with him because he promised me that we would smoke together when one of our other friends got back with wraps (which we did, so it's all good). So, one thing lead to another and we made out that Saturday night. Sounds good right? Yeah, I thought so.
Well I went to the movies the next day with one of my friends. He had been texting me all morning wanting to hang out sometime after I got done chilling with my friend. So I met him in the Harvey's parking lot and we hung out for about two hours. Then he texted me that night and told me I was the first girl he dated since his ex. Now THAT caught me off gaurd. So I asked if we were dating and he told me he wanted us to, so I was like okay, I can deal with that.
That Wednesday, I went over to his house and we watched a movie after he got off work. Well, he ended up trying to get me to do shit with him and I told him I couldn't. Which was partly true, the other part was I had heard a while back, like after we first met, that he hooked up with the town slut, who used to be my best friend. So I asked her about it, just because I didn't want Michael getting mad at me for asking him about it. Well she denied it, and said she couldn't stand him. Then she told him I was telling everyone they slept together. He got pissed at me, but I finally got him to listen.
Of course we "broke up" and such. Then he turns around to tell his friends, which are my friends too, or were, that I just thought we were dating and he didn't think so. Which isn't true, obviously. But whatevs, I don't even care about him. It just hurts cause he told me that he really liked me and made me feel special then this shit happens. Life sucks.
Anyway, I got into a little trouble this week. Everyone has heard that I smoke pot. Apparently, word got around school that I was holding at school. So the principal, assitant principal, and guidance counselor all called my mom to the office and told her. So she asked me about it and I was like yeah, I smoke it and i like it. but i don't hold it (which i do, all the time, but my best friend agreed to say neither of us did because we both got caught).
Well, my friend turned around and told her mom that we did pass it off at school one day, after I told my mom we didn't, and my friend knew that. So I got in trouble for lying, but not to much. My parents don't care that I do it because it's not like they can stop me. Well my mom cares a little but my dad doesn't really cause he does it too. So he told me that my friends and I could smoke at our house and shit. It's pretty nice if I do say so myself.
And I wrote a personal essay for literary Friday and I got first place in region. 195 points out of 200. That's pretty damn good if I do say so myself.
Okay, I think that's all worth sharing, I guess. I want to know thoughts on my story, like if anyone besides Kelsi will read it.
Well, first things first, I'm working on a new story! I was going to write a Michael Guy Chislett story, but I just had this falling out with a guy I liked named Michael (that I will get to in just a moment) so I just wasn't feeling it. But it's going to be a Mike Carden story, and I think it's going to be good. At least I hope so.
Anyway, on to this Michael nonsense. I was at this party and I had been drinking and puffing a pipe, and I spent my time with a guy I kind of knew and met once before. I was really hanging out with him because he promised me that we would smoke together when one of our other friends got back with wraps (which we did, so it's all good). So, one thing lead to another and we made out that Saturday night. Sounds good right? Yeah, I thought so.
Well I went to the movies the next day with one of my friends. He had been texting me all morning wanting to hang out sometime after I got done chilling with my friend. So I met him in the Harvey's parking lot and we hung out for about two hours. Then he texted me that night and told me I was the first girl he dated since his ex. Now THAT caught me off gaurd. So I asked if we were dating and he told me he wanted us to, so I was like okay, I can deal with that.
That Wednesday, I went over to his house and we watched a movie after he got off work. Well, he ended up trying to get me to do shit with him and I told him I couldn't. Which was partly true, the other part was I had heard a while back, like after we first met, that he hooked up with the town slut, who used to be my best friend. So I asked her about it, just because I didn't want Michael getting mad at me for asking him about it. Well she denied it, and said she couldn't stand him. Then she told him I was telling everyone they slept together. He got pissed at me, but I finally got him to listen.
Of course we "broke up" and such. Then he turns around to tell his friends, which are my friends too, or were, that I just thought we were dating and he didn't think so. Which isn't true, obviously. But whatevs, I don't even care about him. It just hurts cause he told me that he really liked me and made me feel special then this shit happens. Life sucks.
Anyway, I got into a little trouble this week. Everyone has heard that I smoke pot. Apparently, word got around school that I was holding at school. So the principal, assitant principal, and guidance counselor all called my mom to the office and told her. So she asked me about it and I was like yeah, I smoke it and i like it. but i don't hold it (which i do, all the time, but my best friend agreed to say neither of us did because we both got caught).
Well, my friend turned around and told her mom that we did pass it off at school one day, after I told my mom we didn't, and my friend knew that. So I got in trouble for lying, but not to much. My parents don't care that I do it because it's not like they can stop me. Well my mom cares a little but my dad doesn't really cause he does it too. So he told me that my friends and I could smoke at our house and shit. It's pretty nice if I do say so myself.
And I wrote a personal essay for literary Friday and I got first place in region. 195 points out of 200. That's pretty damn good if I do say so myself.
Okay, I think that's all worth sharing, I guess. I want to know thoughts on my story, like if anyone besides Kelsi will read it.
Posted on March 10th, 2009 at 04:07am
