weekend from hell
A for Effort..
Alright, since everyone keeps asking me, and i hate explaining more than once, i'm putting it here to help us all.
as most of you know, this weekend was probably right up there on the shit-hole-ass-fucker scale. friday morning i woke up and stepped in a huge stinking, rotting pile of pure BAD DAY, and it took me til sunday to get it off. friday classes went ok, boring as usual, i get home check my messages on my voicemail and i have one from melissa. she informs me that saturday morning she is moving to georgia and is having her last dinner at 6:00 at her house in dover on friday (that night), and she wanted me to go so we could say goodbye. i get the message at around 5, so i panic and quickly hit the showers and then call my parents for ride home so i can get my car. well, unknown to me, my parents were on their way to the deerfield fair and threw a huge hissy fit as soon as i got into the car. they were yelling at me that i needed to give "a days notice" if i wanted a ride home, and they were a half hour away and blah blah blah. they could've said that on the phone, i would've found another ride. what a bunch of pussies. anyway, so i get home, and they leave. i call melissa's house, it's 6:15 and she's not there yet. i tell her mom i'm on my way and hop in my car. doesn't start. try again... doesn't start. no, it's not the battery, it's just plain old fucking dead. i mean, the car doesn't even TRY to start. i call my dad. he tells me that there might be a spare key in the house for his car. i search everywhere.. nope. i search again, and even try keys i KNOW wont work. NOPE. grrreaaaat. so i start walking... and for all of you who don't know how far it is to melissa's house from mine, it's a LONG ASS WALK. i look at my watch, i'm over an hour late. i call her mom from Garisson road on my cell, and she tells me she'll come and get me. by the time she even shows up, i'm at store 24 about 30 minutes later.. mother fucker. so i get to her house, melissa's not there. we look at some old pictures, set the table. the food has been cooking for over an hour. 8:30 comes around and melissa's mom has to go pick up her son at work, and he works 25 minutes away. of course i had to stay ALONE at her house to watch the food and wait for melissa. i was alone until 9:30... waay fuckin cool. i kept calling different people so i could try to find a way home.. i had other things planned for that night and was starting to get pissed off. melissa doesnt show up to the house until a little after 10:00, and the food is burned, cold and soggy. finally, awesome mytien comes to pick me up, and i start getting my things together. i gave melissa a huge for about 5 minutes without letting go. we both starting sobbing and i couldn't seem to let go. i got in the car and as we drove away back to durham i cried and cried and cried like a fuckin baby as 14 years of a wonderful friendship washed out behind me. i got to the dorm, cried. then decided to go online and chat to see if i would feel better. BAD IDEA. my mom left me messages saying that her best friend was diagnosed with three different types of cancer, and has a 35% chance of living, and thats if she's lucky. just what i need to hear. fucking lovely. not to mention the fact that i am stupid for having morals, but i wont get into that. i ended up leaving the room, curling into a ball in the corner of the social, (a sound proof study room next door) with the lights out, blanket over my face, and just bawled my eyes out for a good 10 minutes. i finally decided that i needed to call someone.. anyone.. so i called my parents.. haha i'm such a loser. they didn't mind. surprisingly it was my dad who answered the phone, and he didn't get mad at all that i called at 3:40am!!(truthfully, my dad CAN be a really great man, and not just a strict italian mafioso). he talked to me for a good hour and half, until i felt like i could make it more than 20 minutes with bursting into sobs. so i went to bed, and woke up with tears on my face.
that was just friday, i'm not even going into saturday.. the skies just continued to stay gray until sunday. sunday, i took my mom to china town with mytien and her family. then i came home and watched "The Emporer's New Groove" those combined really really lifted my spirits. i'm still a bit down, but i'm much much better.