OK so its been a good minute since i said i was going to post this, but it doesnt fucking matter so im doing it now. i dont really know where to start, quite a bit of shit has happened to me in the last 3 weeks, and its all kinda random.
I guess i can start with The Rothbury Festival. it changed my life. there is defiantly a very special place in my heart for Rothbury and i lack the words to describe the epic amazing-ness of those four beautiful days in Rothbury. at a later date i will attempt to put my Rothbury experience into words and make it a post all about those four days. today im just gonna say what has to, in order for sense to be made. the tickets cost basically $250 after tax and shit. i personally have known about it since it was announced, literally months before tickets were even on sale. now after failing to find a friend or group of people that was willing to spend the money and had a mode of transportation i kinda gave up hope. now i am not joking, 3days before the festival my good friend nicki comes to me and says ive found a way to rothbury! get your ticket now. the only problem with this is i have to get 4days off work, 2 of them being doubles, and the fact that i have NO money. no more then a week before this i got my first tattoo and it was $80 and totally worth it... before a found out about rothbury. now it just seemed like an investment i could of made at a later date. anyways after pooling all of my money, even cashing in change and shit, all i had to my name was $91 $160 short of the ticket, yada yada yada now its a day before the festival still havent found the money to buy the ticket as a last resort i requested of some of my friends to loan me the money (i was getting payed a $365 check the monday coming back from rothbury). all in all my friends chris, chris, and nicki lent me the amount, i buy my ticket, i call my parents to let them know and they tell me if i go im going to get kicked out of the house. my brother and i live together in my parents old house, its pretty sweet all we have to do is split utility's. geting on, my parents threaten to kick me out if i go. i tell them im going anyways, that what they're doing is not fair and we'll talk about it when i get home from rothbury. they dint like that to much, i could of cared less. oh yeah and i had to lie my ass off to get those days off work, i basicly told them that i had to visit my nana in buffalo because shes not healthy and were not sure how long she'll still be with us... i know, im a horrible person and if it turns out there is a hell, thats were im going to end up.
(insert epic rothbury story here)
Now we get back, i settle my debt and everything goes back to normal. except that instead of getting kicked out i have to pay $50 on top of the utilites i owe. i think that worked out quite nicly consitering what it could of been.
I think it was around last thursday, well my old friend brittney i'v known her for almost 7yrs now. we were best friends in high school, people called us the married couple cuz we were always together. if i was skiping class there was no dought brittney was too and vis versa. i could safely say shes probably the best friend iv ever had. well were not so close these days but thats natural drifting that happens after high school plus people grow apart do there own things. every once in awhile well hang out or something and on this particular night i get the call, its 11 o-clock and she tells me shes at this hotel party with some of her friends at work. she goes on to say that she hasent been drinking and shes coming to pick me up, so im like cool! give me 5min. yada yada yada we buy some booze and we get to this party and i start talking to these people i dont know that let us in, i believe brittney knew them but she wasnt talking to them she was talking to some guy, looking back i think it was the one she liked. anyway, they see my bag/purse is signed. so i ask them if they know of the rothbury festival, and they do! they actually were there, and, get this.... they camped in the same area as us! isnt that nuts, its such a small world. but that has nothing to do with anything i just thought that was cool. four beers later and some nasty ass Bacardi and i was toasty. im not a heavy drinker at all its not very often i drink and when i do i always end up drinking way to much and ether pucking my guts out or passing out. which neither happened this night althought dumb shit did happen. brittney and i somehow get in to this conversation with this one guy which at the time i thought brittney knew, i later find out she didnt. i dont know how it got brought up, i think i said something like "a J sounds so good right now." i dont know, something along those lines. so he ends up having some, and smoking me down which i was totally stoked about, and i end up getting his number, he tells me if i ever need any to give him a call. long story short i was walkin back to the room i stubed my toe and it was gushing blood cuz i took half the fuckin thing off. i try and fix it there, i dont know why but like four dudes were ironing what looked like a shirt that beer was spilled on in the middle of the path to the bathroom. so after squeezing my way though them all i could do is rinse it out and put a band-aid on it. by the time i did that i felt like shit my foot was throbing i was light headed, by the way,im a certified lifegaurd and im trained in firsted and a shit ton of other stuff, and im fine with helping someone else but as soon as its me thats hurt and i have to do shit to myself i freak out. i just get light headed and dizzy and i hyperventilate sometimes but thats only when its bad. so this one dude says hes going home and i ask what way hes going and it turns out hes going right by my house so i ask him if he would be kind enough to drop me at home and he agreed to so thats the end of that night. thats the exact reason i dont go to partys often, i alway end up getting hurt or acting like a dumb ass, neither are that fun.
About two days after that, im drivin around with nicki and she was telling me this story about some weed that her "non-boyfriend" bought and smoked with her and she was sayin that half this J and she was stoned, and she continued to say that she still had the roach so we went to my place and got my bowl. now were getting in the car again to cruise and i remember the dude from the hotel party, so i tell nicki that story and shes like give him a call. i call him and im like "hey dude im the girl you smoked with at that party, my names gina and i was wondering if i could get a 20 off you" he's like "you have perfect timing, i was just trying to find some myself, let me give this guy a call and ill call you back". we wait 5min he calls us back and tells us everythings cool and asks if we could drive him to the place he needs to get it from, so we do and were like if you want to chill and smoke with us thats cool so he rolls this joint and its ok i could of done it better, it would of smoked better if i did it but i didnt want to disrespect. after a j and two bowls, one the roach (which lived to its potencial) the other my shit, we were fucking high. and this guy, his names jack by the way, i should of said that earlyer. he was like "you two are fuckin awesome, your the coolest chicks ive hung out with in a long time". which we were like well duh were fucking sweet. i didnt think nothing of it at the time he was cool but he had this weird vibe, i didnt quite know what to think of. its been 5 day since we hung out with him and hes called/texted me multiple time a day and wont leave me alone, i mean fuck i busy, i work every fucking day. todays my first day off in like two weeks. anyway heres the dilema, i just smoked the rest of it yesterday with my buddie james before work. and i have to admit it was good shit for regs. and i want to pick up from him again but i dont know if i should, hes like all clingy and callin me all the time. i dont know what to do about it, im cashin my check today and i want to buy but i dont know if i should go though him or to just go though my old not so reliable not so good dealer. ill probably think of something before its too late.
Going back to yesterday i was hanging out with james at the park and i swere to you that its been the most fun i've had hanging out with someone in a long time. i dont know what it is but its just something about him, he gets how i think and i get him too and its just free flow of thoughts and observations about everything but in conversation, if that makes any sence to you. its just refreshing to talk to him again. we have some histroy to say the least, this is the first time in, give or take 5 months iv gottin to talk to him again. you see it all started when i was friends with the antichrist and her name was jill. she started dating this guy james, yep thats right james was dating the fucking antichrist! well since i was very good friends with the devil at that time i was seeing both of them alot and naturaly i would talk to james so we became friends, i never hungout with him with out jill but still we would talk and we both got were each other was coming. now satin herself didnt like this and was getting jealous, she thought i was moving in on her man, which i wasnt. mine and james's relationship was and is completly platonic. at the time jill and james were going out i was infact dating josh, so making her speculations more and more absurd. well this went on for a quick minute and things happened, one of which was "the apartment". now when they first got it i was over basicly every night and i would stay the night sometimes too. now i must explain a large piece of the apartment, i must of been perpetuly stoned, from wake and bake, to passing out at night. it was an amazing thing, though i do believe that during that time i smoked myself stupid. well that went on for a few months untill my dad and i finally snaped on each other. my dad and i have never had a good relationship atleast since i turned 11 or 12. i think it had a lot to do with my grandparents dieing, or i should say that five year span that they were in the nusing home waiting to die. sorry thats a whole other topic. anyway my dad and i have the same temper, and the reason we clash is the fact that we are so much the same person. i had a lot of time to think about this. well we got into this huge shouting match and i stormed off with the bird flying behind me. i didnt come home the next two days i just stayed at the apartment, then i contact my mom and she in forms me that my dads kicking me out so im like fine ill be by today to get my shit. i tell the antichrist and james about this and they offer me a place to stay for awhile for free till i could get a job so i do. i basicly just hang out with james all day, got stoned, and had amazing conversation. well at this point a months gone by, i find a job at buddies pizza, and i make up with my dad so i move back home. it was a while before i could go back to the apartment but when i did it was even better cuz this guy i met at a couple of the partys they had at the apartment stated dating so i was there everyday again basicly which was good and bad. im not going to get into the whole tim story maybe ill write about it another time. but anyway jill and james end up loseing the apartment because they couldnt pay for it because of bad roommaits that lied to them, and the fact that jill fucking sucked at paperwork but liked pretending to be an adult so she did it anyway meaning they couldnt take certain people to court because the paper work was wrong and or not turned in to the office. thats really it. i saw james and stayed the night the last night having the apartment. we had a goodbye party for it. it was james, rayn, bradmo, and i. it was a good night.
Tonight james brittney and i are suppost to go see the new batman movie together but i havent heard from brittney yet, and james called me this morning and said he would call me at 5 and hasnt yet its 6:30. oh well i still got to figure things out with the pot front, i think im going to call that jack kid. first im going to have a cigerette.
You all have a good day, i know this turned out to be really long, im sorry. next one wont be as bad.
~Geenuh~
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