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November 2010

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Your Humor is so....

1940’s!

I said that to my cousin’s boyfriend, and now every time he tries to make a joke she says to him ‘that’s so 1940’s’ and he gets really pissed. (He has a very dry sense of humor that isn’t too funny)

Look, I made a ha ha!

Nov 22, 2010
ADVENTURE TIME!

Okay, now you will know how a normal Friday/Saturday night works in my life:

So, I go to see HP 7 with Drewbie (We like to pretend we are dating sometimes even though I’m trying to hook him up with my friend because we are bros) and it was AWESOME! But he was legit sick so he decided not to come over to Chelsea’s with me after the movie.
So instead I have to walk from his house ALL the WAY up a MASSIVE hill to Chelsea’s. Of course though, when I get there no one is home because she got stuck downtown so I have to sit outside in the freezing weather and wait for around 30 min for her return, while a few passing drunk people attempted to start conversations with me.
Chelsea returns and we decide it would be fun to go ice skating in a nearby park (by near by I mean another 30 min walk down the hill and on the other side of campus) so the four of us girls pack up and head out. We get to the park and realize we don’t know where the iceskating rink is so we rely on Chelsea. (FIRST mistake of the night)
She tells us that the rink is up this big hill, so we go up the massive hill. (four girls, no street lights, 9pm at night, a giant public park = scene set) so while walking through the darkness we get to the top of the hill, no ice rink so Chelsea points to a massive hill and goes “Maybe it’s up that large grassy slope” and I try to tell her “No, that’s where the golf course is.” But of course no one listens to me and we trek up the hill anyways. Low and behold….it’s the golf course. So we wander down some fairways and walk across to another road. On this road there’s a creepy car, and some large old creepy man gets out of said car.
Chelsea runs over to said creepy man and goes “Do you know where the ice rink is?” While I’m running after her prepared to attack this man if needed, with the others following me. He tells her “follow me” and leads us back onto the barren grassy golf course with no one around in the darkness but us. And points in some random direction (the wrong one may I add) So we go back down the slope and run across the road and up ANOTHER grassy hill, still in darkness. But now we are by a terrifying woods to boot. We stand here in middle of the field, surrounded by woods in the darkness and then Jenna suggests using the GPS on our phones. We all pull our phones out.
Dead. No one’s phone had battery and was dead. So there we are. four girls, alone, in the darkness, near the woods, now almost 10pm, and without any working cell phones.
Now. I force everyone back to the original road we were on and we go back down that and back to where we started. Now suddenly Chelsea says she remembers going over a bridge and there being a playground nearby. So i point to the road that was in the opposite direction of the road she led us up and state that there are playgrounds in this direction. Finally, after another hour of meandering up large hills and through wooded areas we find the ice rink. By this time we have spent 2 hours being lost in this park.
I’m pissed off. So we go up to the booth and see that they only take cash. Which of COURSE I DON’T CARRY! So i go inside to the ATM. It then proceeds to reject every single one of my cards. We leave. In a rage and walk all the way back to Chelsea’s house (now not sure of how to get back since we are at the other end of the park) So that took another hour.
On the way back a car nearly ran me and Chelsea over on a street but we made it back. Then I raged a bit before falling asleep on a chair.

End of how a normal weekend goes for me.

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