I'm back! :3
Miss me? Yeah, I thought not. Whatever.
It's summer! Well, okay, almost the end of summer. Whatever, you get the idea.
My mouth hurts like a b***h - I had oral surgery on Friday and my mouth is still swollen from that and I had to go to the orthodontist today and they did some stuff that made it hurt... sweatdrop
I realized recently that I'm probably the only person who types out the emotes. Yeah, like gonk. Instead of clicking the gonk over there *points to smiley bar on left* I type out :GONK: If anyone who reads this does this too, reassure me that I'm not alone!
I also tend to (sometimes, not always) type out the colors, alignment, crap like that. :O I'm weird.
Anyway, last night was awesomely fun and I'm gonna tell you alllll about it!
I pulled an act of rebellion - I snuck out in the middle of the night. I covered up my tracks. I put American Idiot (The CD) on repeat on my computer to hide the lack of typing sounds. It sounds a lot like something I'd listen to at night (and sometimes do), so that wasn't suspicious. I checked yesterday, while I was home alone, that the stairs to the garage didn't creak. The door leading to the stairs didn't make noise and neither did the garage door - to the outside. I was quite confident in our plan to meet until the time came. I took shoes with me, a pair of sandals that were too big on me. I took my cell phone - I was gonna call D as soon as I escaped. I snuck outside (slowly and very carefully, careful to cover up all tracks), left the door a bit open behind me (so as not to alert them when I returned), and snuck out the gate. There, I stood for about five or ten minutes in the shadows between my house and my neighbors house. I texted with my friend for a few minutes, asked how I was going to make it - my street was so brightly lit it wasn't even funny. D texted back to walk fast - I wouldn't get in trouble as long as they didn't look out the window. Unlikely, as they were asleep. A couple of texts later, I realized that if I didn't go now I never would - and I couldn't let that happen. I'd be teased forever... and I knew I'd hate myself for it. So I started walking quickly across the grass, one hand shoved in my hoodie pocket (yes, I was wearing a hoodie) holding my cell phone out of view, my other holding my shoes with my L plushie held in my elbow. I ended up running down the street - I knew if I didn't I'd end up turning around and going back inside. I was scared as ********. I got down the street, turned onto 67th, and once I couldn't see my house anymore I stopped running, put my shoes on, and called D. Now that I couldn't see my house and I was walking freely down the street and had D's cheerful voice jabbering in my ear (no offense, D; I love you!), I felt much better and was realizing how unlikely it was that I'd be caught instead of dwelling on how I could get caught. She left a few minutes after I did (she should've waited like 15 minutes, we were meeting at 7/11 and that's quite a bit further from my house than her's). I made a joke about how funny it would be if we met at the corner. At one point, a car that was driving the other direction (towards me, the direction I wasn't going) slowed down and stopped right next to me. I freaked until I realized they were stopped at a red light. xd I know, I know, I'm paranoid. Finally I reached the corner - and there I met up with D. Nice, huh?
We walked to her house (I was dying, half of that time I was wearing a big, thick, black hoodie. It was extremely humid and quite warm out - the hoodie was a comfort thing like the plushie. I feel safer with it; I wasn't going to make it out without my plushie and the hoodie made it easier too). She got me a glass of water, and then we took off to Walgreens. (Yup, that's the most exciting thing around here - Walgreens. Great place for a teen to live, eh?) D had money. She bought herself Evian water and Sour Patch Kids, and for me she got off brand 69 cent water (my choice, I don't like expensive water - it's all water) and a bar of dark chocolate (lulz, I felt like Mello eating that chocolate hur hur :B). We walked to her old elementary school and hung out there for a while, had fun, ate our candy, drank our water. By now it was 3:20. We walked back to her house, she filled up my (now empty) water bottle, and I was on my way home, a 45 minute walk from her house. Once she was safe in her room (it wasn't as complicated for her, besides her dad wouldn't flip out quite as much as mine), she called my cell from hers and she stayed on with me while I walked home. When I came to the bridge on 67th (you know, the highway? Where the highway passes over the normal street? I was under the highway.)
So, I climbed up the side of that, sat there for a few seconds, talking to D about how "if I were a hobo, this is where I'd live" before crawling back down and continuing on my way. The rest of it was pretty normal - the closer I got, the more scared I became. What if they were waiting for me outside the house? What if they were waiting up for me? Or, worst of all, what if they had called the police because I was missing? I had never shown signs of being this rebellious before. Everything I did was NOT doing something - not cleaning my room, not doing my homework, not going to bed on time. Finally, after a long climb up a hill, I told D I had to get off and bid her goodnight (she was yawning over the phone). I took off my shoes and carried them as I again ran down my brightly lit street. Before I slipped into the backyard and into the garage, I noticed that there was a light on inside - which scared me until I realized it was just the hall light, the one they leave on for me so I don't kill myself. By now it was 4 o'clock. I closed the door silently and locked it before looking down the stairs to the basement. The door was open further than I'd left it! I started downstairs, figuring the wind had blown it open a bit more (I mean, the back door WAS open the whole time). But then I realized something else - I COULDN'T HEAR AMERICAN IDIOT. gonk I hurried quietly into the computer room. Thank God! It was still on. The reason I hadn't heard it was because the computer room door was closed, something I had made sure to do in case somebody came downstairs. I was still high off the adrenaline, so I stayed up a while longer and bitched some nooblets out before burning out and going to bed. I went to bed at 5 and ended up getting 3 hours of sleep before being woken up and napping two extra hours after my mom left.
Nobody noticed a thing. domokun
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