Word Vomit

Yesterday. Friday the 13th.

I was probably extra weird.

Weird?

Yes. Weird. Weird from excitement, caffeine, sugar, being overtired, and just naturally being weird.

It was a fantastic day. I had some good zingers that kept my roommates laughing. Sometimes they laugh at what I say so much that I start to think it’s a good idea to hold a comedy club at our house every Wednesday night where I’m the main act every week. I could probably sell out.

 

Obviously you’d sell out, you only have two couches!!

 

Oh yeah, right! But I’d sell out nevertheless!

 

Anyways, I had a wonderful Friday the 13th, as I always do. Got out of class early, someone bought me a cupcake, had Chinese food, and watched scary movies all night with my roommates.  Hmm something else happened… OH! The cute boy who sits next to me in Physics class decided to talk to me and didn’t stop!!! *happy dance* This WILL be continued on Monday when I have class with him again.

 

So anyways I have a service dog at my house this weekend. Wilbur. He’s a labradoodle and really sweet. (There’s a point with the dog, I promise)

My roommate *Grace has a friend who I don’t really care for. Before you think I’m being judgmental, let me explain why. Grace had a falling out with three of her friends, Beth, Kristi, and Roger let’s call them. Roger had led Grace on and then decided he wanted to be with Kristi.  Basically saving you from a lot of nonsense drama, cheating, and scandal, I’ll just tell you this led to a fight over a boy who isn’t even worth it. A lot of hurt feelings and tears later Kristi and Roger ended up dating and Grace wasn’t talking to any of them. Beth decided to talk about Grace and join forces with the new couple.  So overall these girls weren’t ever very nice to Grace and that automatically puts them on my bad list.   On top of this Beth lacks a lot of basic manners. Like drinking straight from OUR water pitcher instead of using a cup. I understand there’s people who drink from milk cartons and what not, but from their OWN milk carton. She threw up at the table when we all went out to dinner instead of getting up to go to the bathroom (there was plenty of time).  Everyone’s night was ruined and she decided to touch someone else’s food to eat without washing her hands. The list goes on. What to take from this is that she’s just rude.

 

Okay okay what the hell does this have to do with the dog?!?! Okay so a picture was posted on the good ‘ol Facebook of Wilbur. Beth must have seen it and asked Grace if she could come see the dog.  She came over while we were in the middle of watching Friday the 13th.  I was trying to watch the movie which I can do very easily even with people talking because I’ve learned how to block people out very well. Beth however, kept talking to me for some weird reason.  She asked me if it was the same dog I had last weekend at our party. I was baffled. Wilbur is a yellow labradoodle with long hair. The dog I had last week was black with short hair…. I tried to be nice like I always do but it was hard not to reply with a short “the dog last week was black.” And I can only imagine what my facial expression looked like. Then, there was a sex scene in the movie as with all new horror films lately.  She looks at the screen and screams “Are you guys watching sex?!?!” This one I couldn’t hold in, it just fell out of my mouth quicker than my brain could process. “Why the fuck would we be watching sex?!” I mean seriously, what answer was she expecting: “Yes, we decided to have a roommate bonding night and watch porn together!” I mean come on. Get your shit together, Beth!

 

Your outburst probably had to have been the sugar rush after your free cupcake.

 

Yeah, let’s chalk it up to that!

 

Well, I tried to be nice as long as I possibly could, but I guess the cats out of the bag that I’m not too fond of her.  My roommates minus Grace thought it was hilarious. Oh well if you’re not a nice person then I might have a hard time getting along with you.

 

Either way I had a great day even with mean girls. Nothing can get in the way of me and my Friday the 13ths. I celebrate no matter what.

 

Random act of kindness: I helped a woman pick up something she dropped in Starbucks today. She was embarrassed and I reassured her by saying I do worse things. She smiled and felt better. Glad I could help her out. Whoever reads this should do a RAOK and tell me about it. Those stories make me happy!

 

-TCBL

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