♪: meatloaf - i'll do anything for love, but i won't do that

Holy shit, it's been a week since I've last updated. I was so caught up in doing nothing, I just pushed it off. Yes, this week has been a whole lot of nothing. So now I sit with my Winnie The Pooh mug (filled with tea) and write, honestly, about nothing.

Not even five minutes ago I finished The Murder of Roger Ackroyd. Very clever book. When I was about 7-9-years-old, I wanted to be a horror writer, or a mystery writer. Now, reading Agatha Christi, I just can't believe I'll be ever as good as her. She's awesome. I'm just good at writing stories with drama and more drama (coughphase7cough). Anyway. Fantastic book. I new the ending before it happened because it just seemed obvious. For two reasons (if I state the two reasons, it'll be a spoiler to the virgins of the book). The way she wrote it, however, is so vastly different from any of her other novels it threw me off for a bit, but it fit very well and I'm proud.

I've finished SIX books this month:
RL Stevenson - Treasure Island
Agatha Christi - Murder on the Orient Express
Agatha Christi - Murder of Roger Ackroyd
Neil Gaiman - Coraline (which isn't bad for a children's book)
David Jack Bell - The Condemned
S.G. Browne - Breathers
This proves I don't have much of a life.

SIMs, again, has taken over my life. I practically played it all day yesterday. Two of my SIMS were Vampires and none of the cheats would help to cure them, so I had to go into the help center. Yeah, I discovered that you get the matchmaker to come to your SIM house and you buy a Vampire potion from her. It took me two hours. Stupid. But it was hilarious.
A SIM as a Vampire makes me just, happy. They walk by and put their hands in their position to 'spook' then say, "Bleh!" I love saying it.
To scare my sister one time, before I found our SIM-Vampires go BLEH, I stood by the bathroom door, waiting for the water to turn off. Then, as it went silent, I raised my voice, "BLEH!" I heard her jump, something dropped and she opened the door.
"HEATHER!"
"Muahahahahaha."
It's hell to live with me, I swear.

I honestly spent NINE hours in town. Basically doing nothing. Well, I went to Book Gallery to see if they had a cheap copy of Confessions of a Dangerous Mind by Chuck Barris. They did, except, to my extreme horror, it was on the clearance table. This is a store that already has cheap books, and when they're marked down cheaper, they customers go haywire and disheveled all the books down the table, regardless of price signs. For twenty-minutes I searched for that book. Went around the long table three times in all three different price ranges. Finally, depressed I couldn't find it on my own, ask the man in charge if he could tell me what price the book would be under now so I could search the appropriate table (which I should have done in the first place, bleh). It wasn't there. In reality, I was searching for a book which had been probably sold-out to begin with.
FUCK LIFE.
I swear.
Half an hour of my life wasted.

Did you know it takes my friend, Casey, two hours to do everything to herself (primp, polish and prime) to go out to society. Figured that out the hard way. Sat in Barnes-and-Noble for two hours.

BLEHHHH.

♪: the all-american rejects - gives you hell

My life has been a whole lot of nothing since the book festival on the eighteenth (in case you haven't noticed by my boring entries).

BUT, OH, WHAT'S THIS? I have discovered a new author. He's only published one rom-zom-com (a.k.a., romantic zombie comedy). S.G. Browne has written probably one of my favourite books for the year. Not like I'm going to bow in his presence, but this man is so fucking awesome, I cannot explain in words. Breathers is so hilarious. Well, it's a book dedicated to zombies, the main character being one himself, and dark humour. If you like that sort of thing, I beg of you to read it, haha.
I went to his website and in his favourite links there's Chuck Palahniuk and Christopher Moore. Not only that, but there's a media player that's playing Re: Your Brains by Jonathan Coulton. Regardless to say, his writing style is like if Chuck and Christopher had a literary child. Yeah. Except, he uses less dialogue than that of Palahniuk and Moore. WAY LESS. As if a bonus, Jonathan Coulton donated the essence of his comedy.
Anyway, the book was awesome. At first, I thought the ending was going to be one of those fucking gay endings where everything is goo-goo-ga-ga. I was about to hate the book, but the ending was more than pleasant. I'm working on some haikus to send him in an e-mail. (If you read the book, you'll understand.)

I have also read The Condemned by David Jack Bell. You can tell it's his first novel, but wasn't really that bad. He has another novel coming out in August, so I'm sure I'll be reading that if it's interesting. The only reason I ever bought the first one was for the zombies, haha.

On the phone last night with Pedro, we had the conversation below. Hell, I thought it was funny. I laughed well enough where Pedro had to stop talking for a second to let me stop laughing:
Me - Oh, I would have chose Phoenix. I just don't like Spring Break.
Pedro - *says something I can't remember*
Me - Why? Because I'm not a sexually active girl who likes getting drunk?
Pedro - Oh no, I think we all know your choice of poison.
Me - I quit!
Pedro - Yeah, stop lying. It's a break.
Me - *chuckles* April 1st is when I quit, thank you. Since me and Emily....
Pedro - Are you so bored you have to make up stuff to do?
Hahahahahhahahaahah, still gets me smiling, really.
I just think that, when he moves down here again, he wants to do the dirty deed with me, again... Which I won't. I refuse until I go to college and get a job.. Then I'm all up in it almost in a simultaneous way.

Mmmm.
Phil Collins just shuffled on.
BILLY, DON'T YOU LOSE MY NUMBERRR.... 'CAUSE YOU'RE NOT ANYWHERE THAT I CAN FIND YOU...

Have any of you heard of Foxy Shazam? A month or so ago, Casey texted me, 'Do you like Foxy Shazam?'
Of course, never, ever hearing that name I assumed she was drunk and I never answered back, hahaha.
Anyway, the other day when me, Susanna and Casey had lunch, I mentioned I thought she was drunk when she texted me that... So, I went home, checked them and they're pretty rad. Check 'em.

ps - I finished Treasure Island by R.L. Stevenson, FINALLY. Every time I wanted to finish it, something came up. But, I did, and haha. I LOVED the ending line. PIECES OF EIGHT. The other day, coming out of the shower, with my mirror fogged, I drew a little sail boat and Long John Silver, haha. On the other side of them, is a bread-sack stuffed with treasure. Then, I made a little dot for a parrot screeching, "PIECES OF EIGHT, PIECES OF EIGHT..." and in a little quote stemming from Mr Silver, "Yo-ho and a bottle of rum!"
Yes, I do have a large mirror.

♪: harold and maude

I have to say, Harold and Maude is probably my number one movie right now.

♪: meatloaf - paradise by the dashboard lights

I know I've posted twice in one day, but it's been a busy day!
First the book festival, and now a play I went to with Susanna and Jessica (both old friends in high school... not really old.. SHUT UP).

That play was fucking hilarious. No, not meant to be funny, but in an off, awkward way.
During the little 'turn off lights and rearrange furniture moment,' the guy in front of us turned to Susanna and said, "It's dark." And then just turned back around in his chair. Hahahahahaha.

Afterwards, we all felt a rumbly in our tummy and so we chose Steak-n-Shake to eat. One of the workers totally came and talked to Jessica about all her tattoos. We had a conversation for about ten minutes, he was funny. THEN, the people from the play (two of the five/six(?) sisters and the mother - Bernarda) and sat in the booth right beside us! I really wanted to tell the girl who played Bernarda she was reallyyy good, but then the other two came and I felt intimidated :(

♪: nelly furtado - promiscuous

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Today has been fantastic!
No, seriously.

Me and my sister went to the Southern Kentucky Book Festival and spent four hours there, phew. Chuck Barris didn't show, which made me really aggravated and disappointed. But he's famous, what did they expect? ANYWAY. I did get to meet Dennis Calero who drew a DETAILED smiley face for me (because I requested exactly that, haha).

I also explained my love for gory zombie crap and he recommended 'The Walking Dead' comic. So, whenever I get a chance, I'm going to get it. His illustrations for 28 Days Later: The Aftermath were pretty rad, haha. He even opened the book, turned to a page and went, "C'mon, this guy's eye is coming out," and hands me the book. Haha.
Before him, I was talking with David Jack Bell about his little zombie book. I bought it, he signed it (I'm a goober for good zombie fiction). I hardly ever see them around, it makes me sad :( I'm planning on writing a book on zombies... And why the hell not? Nice, gory, raunchy zombies. ANYWAY.

I even went to his presentation with all the other Thrillers and Mystery writers. Before they started, I talked for a good fifteen minutes with Rick Robinson. Somehow we got into my writing and how to publish it and he told me how, haha. A very kind man. If you like political murders and all that jazz, he's the guy for you.
Overall, I made a lot of people laugh, etc... Even when I was just talking with Mr Bell, the two neighboring authors around him tried to seem coy about listening in, but they were laughing, you could tell.
Even made a good, hearty, funny conversation about Beowulf with a woman who wrote from the POV of Grendel's mother. Pretty rad.
"Yeah, I'm not sure about Angelina Jolie playing in that movie."
"I understand, trust me, but she's very pretty and Beowulf just wouldn't have anyone."

Last night, though, PHEW. I went to a party with Sean. He's gay, all his friends are either gay or girls, sooooo. He said it would be a simple board game playing party and it wasn't. Drinking and all that, which is cool. Made a few people laugh, went social, tired as hell (I had been up since 6AM - work and it was nearing midnight). Think I made a cool new gay friend. Well, me and him talked the most at the party.
THEY WERE ALL SO GAY. I had never been around that many gay men before. omg. In the first five minutes everyone arrived I had already learned how to evenly apply tanning lotion and use latex glove while applying; not only that, but dab on the knees so they don't come out looking nasty. They were all discussing Play (some gay dance club) they went to, and how the straight guys winning the dance contest sucked ass because they couldn't hit on them and it wasn't fair, haha.
But I had a curfew, so it was short-lived.

But I just went to Sean's myspace, to see if he had added any pictures of the night to show you, and he didn't. But, I found some from where me and him walked around Down Town:


AND, not a pic from downtown, but last Halloween when I went to an old friend's halloween party (since this one is too big, I'm going to make it a link):
HAHAHAH, look at my reaction to Melissa's tongue!!

♪: outkast - hey ya!

In one of my dreams last night, it dealt with dairy queen, a barbie on ice show and people from my 'beloved' past, haha.
No one would let me buy a ticket, so I left, did something that caused me to leave in a hurry... With some guy. I asked him where his house was and he said, "Uhhh, I thought you were going to take me back to my car."
Hahaha.
Ugh. The dream was so pointless.

In my first dream dealt with Kyle and CW. They were both drunk and I was pissed. But Kyle kept wanting to play fetch with one of the dogs at the park and me and CW got into it. Big time, haha.

♪: jonathan coulton - code monkey

*There I was talking about a joke on the radio about the funniest accountant being compared to the world's fastest mini-van, and my sister mentions how she would like to work in an office.*
Sis - How funny would it be to e-mail the person in the cubicle beside you? If I worked there I wouldn't be so serious about my job.
Me - Hahahaha. I would be like, 'I haven't worked in a week.' *Sighs.* 'See, I've been working on this novel for a week, it's pretty sweet. It's a whopping three pages.'
Sis - Hahahaha. 'You know the evaluation is today, right?'
Me - 'You know you've been sitting in the wrong cubicle for a week? '
Sis - *laughs* Who would even think to do that?! 'Yeah, I even switched the hard-drives for us. So, I'll just take mine back' *makes lifting motion.*
Me - 'I even made a spiderweb of ideas for the story. It's called "The Bucket List."'
Sis - 'It's copyright, so don't even think about it.'
Me - 'See this? The C with the two parentheses outside of it? Yeah, that's my copyright.'

♪: no doubt - underneath it all

SIMS has been swallowing me whole for the past two days. Yeah, it is very addicting, thank you. The entire game is so hilarious. The way they talk, the way the creators poke fun at every day life, etc... The point is, I can't stop. Like I've said before I literally stay up to the point of exhaustion to play it. I get so involved into really nothing that I forget about time and subject myself to mindless decorating and creating SIM life. Ah, don't get me started on decorating little SIM houses. That pleases me more than anything else on that game (beside being able to kill at random by cheats, haha).
Anyway. So, as I'm playing, I think how great the game is for kids. Think about it. As I told my sister, "Yeah, I think SIMS is great for kids! Think about it. If a SIM doesn't shower and stinks, they're socially unacceptable."
If they don't eat, they die.
If they don't exercise, they get fat.
If they don't make friends, they're lonely and unhappy (but the good part is, they get to not shower and no one cares).
ETC.

The other day I went to James David's to give him a book (Queen of the Damned - Anne Rice) and asked him (because he wasn't all there, if you catch my drift), "James David, if Zombies could exist and we were under attack, what would you do?"
He answered with a very strict face, "Dude." And he pointed right at a sword on his wall.
Very funny. FUNNY. I laughed. How cool would it be to kick Zombie ass with a sword?

♪: every time i die - Rendez-Voodoo

My new favourite quotes:
"Ring ring."
"Hello?"
"Ring ring."
"Hello?"
"Ring ring."
"Hello?"
"Ring ring--"
"You have a bad connection!"

"I don't know if you're adorable or creepy."

I've been deleting a ton shit of my music. I have less than twenty gigs left and I can't delete all my drama series (damages, as told by ginger, the office, etc...) because, well, they're not on discs. But I still have a ton shit of movies I still haven't watched (risky business, eagle eye, monster vs aliens, changeling, etc....). To be honest, I forgot about my movies. Watching movies to me is such a chore. At least, it takes me, on average, three days. I'll pause it, do something else, forget about it and then have to finish to the next day because it's bedtime. Sad, I know.
Anyone watch the new office? Hahahahaha.
I hate Ryan (always have), but he has the best quotes.
"I wish my iPod was a phone. Yeah, I know what an iPhone is but I'm not getting one."

"Well, if you tried, you could be hot."
"How? Dying my hair blonde?"
"It's from the sun."

His boss called him a shoe bitch, hahahahaha.
BACK ON SUBJECT. I know music isn't going to make that BIG of a difference, but I have near 70 gigs worth of music and I don't even listen to 50 of it, haha.
STUPID INDIE BANDS WHO SUCK.

♪: nothing

Just keep watching, you'll know when to stop (if you don't want to watch the entire thing).

♪: missy elliot - work it

At Barnes and Noble, determined to finally read The Little Mermaid, I sat there for half an hour, reading it. And what a morbid, surprising short story that was! I love the way Disney just remodels the true essence of stories. Haha. That was sarcastic. The ending seemed to end before the last three paragraphs. I think he added quickly, since it's a children's story, really. But, I love Han Christian Anderson. Haha. I'm working on his other works. I'm reading Thumbelina next. No, seriously though, The Little Mermaid was a tad morbid. Awesome, but weird, haha. What if he had gone in more detail with everything? It could be a manly version of Mary Shelley (if she liked Fantasy).

FINALLY FINISHED The Lazarus Project!! It feels as if it took me forever to finish that beast. I read the first sixty-five pages, got bored and quit reading it for a month. Then, determined to finish it, I did and ... Wow, I underestimated that novel. READ IT. It took me eighty pages to be fully enthralled, but it was really, really brilliant. I hate when I do this. Slow start, but a good ending. I wish I could write with as many deluded details he points out, but not excessively like Chuck Palahniuk. I'll be honest, I was NOT expecting the ending. In a way, if I paid attention, I should have seen it coming... Sadly, I didn't and that kills me, haha.

Last Month I finished:
The Lazarus Project by Aleksandar Hemon
The Little Mermaid by Han Christian Andersen
You Suck by Christopher Moore
Blood-Sucking Fiends by Christopher Moore
Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by RL Stevenson
Watch Your Mouth by Daniel Handler

From December to March I finished:
Christopher Moore - A Dirty Job
Stephen King - Dolores Claiborne
Stephen King - Carrie
Larry Doyle - I love you, Beth Cooper
Anne Rice - The Vampire Lestat
Anne Rice - Queen of the Damned
Thomas Foster - How to Read Literature Like A Professor
Edgar Allen Poe - The Oval Portrait
Edgar Allen Poe - The Pit and the Pendulum

I'm thinking I need more of a social life. Naw. I just need a job, haha.

♪: queen - killer queen

All Accomplished
- Cat washed
- Walked with Sister
- Cooked Pancakes for breakfast
- Cooked Lasagna for dinner
- Cleaned the entire house
- Watched an entire season of America's Next Top Model
Yes, it has been an accomplished day. I'm proud.

Like I said, I walked with my sister. Showed her the train. She adored it. Also showed her the cool trick I can do with the bars. She found it cool as shit.
I did the slide thing to her, too. Hahahahahahaha. She did so many better faces than I did, she even used her arms (something I never even thought of). She's a better version of me, and it's hilarious.
I love that girl, haha.
On our way home we sung The Killers together. I sung 'Pour Some Sugar on Me' and 'Livin' on a Prayer' alone. She didn't know them. My parents have failed her.

I was driving behind this old man today. OLD MAN. Eighty at most. And when the light turned green he sped off. I'm surprised his tires didn't squeal. I said, "Damn, someone needs to rush home to their medication."
Of course, I don't blame him. If I get that old, I'm more than positive I'll be high on something until I die. What's the use of being old and miserable? I plan on totally just being drugged all day, every day, 24/7 and doing donuts in parking lots. I never want to be that boring. I'll smell, but I'll embrace it. Why the hell not? You're old. You get away with a LOT more than you do in the in-between years. A child and being old... There's really no difference.

Washed the cat. It was HILARIOUS.


Yesterday, driving home, I was more than positive I was behind someone on the interstate who was either drunk or on drugs of some sort. The guy couldn't drive in a straight line whatsoever. It was rather sad.

ps - Last night I had a dream about zombies, AGAIN.
This time, you couldn't tell they were zombies until the last minute. I don't remember much and I totally fucking hate that, but it was awesome. The people get infected, and they look completely normal.

♪: prince - little red corvette

Whenever I see a bright light, I always try to avoid it. Example, headlights. The bright, heavenly lights hurt so I always find my car swerving away from them rather than toward. And, whenever that happens, blinking from the temporary pain, I wonder if would human race, when dead, go to heaven, does the light hurt us so badly that we all go blind even before Heaven's Gate? How much would that horrify a person. Being blind and the one paradise on Earth. Well, technically not on Earth, but still. Maybe that's it own personal hell. Psh, The Devil? Puppy play compared to being blind or deaf. Especially if you would be deaf, too. Maybe God would speak and your entire, for eternity, forever and ever, you wouldn't be able to fulfill your spiritual duty? What about being blind and the people of the purest hearts (the little God's servants) all play tricks on you. You can't see them; they're floating above you, giggling to each other.
My worst fear, if I ever get to Heaven, would be surrounded by mass quantities of ugly people. For eternity I would have to look at them.
Or, or, going and having to live your life again.
OOOOH! Or, or, or, reincarnation.
UGHHH. That's a nightmare.
Those are my top three-they are pretty horrible.

Today's news:
Hung out with Kyle. Ahhhh.
Fun.
I was so happy when I was hanging out with him. No, it wasn't because he was in my presence or vice versa, it was because my endorphins kicked in. Or, I was high on life. We had a couple of funnies.

Hahahahaha. Makes me laugh just seeing it again. My car is a two door, sports car. An Escort. Ford. And Kyle is 6'5''. The seat is all the way back. He looked squished.
Starbucks Drive-Thru
Me - What do you want, Kyle?
Kyle - Uhhh. A tall green tea frappuccino.
Me - Okay. He needs a tall green frappuccion.
Kyle - What? Ha ha, green tea.
Me - Uh, green tea.
Service - *laughs while talking* Okay, your total is at the window.
*We pull up, he's making it, Kyle mentioned his awesome quesadilla and I mention how he didn't eat any of the vegetables on it and he mentions to stfu when the guy hands us the total. We pay, get the drink and I say*
Me - Gracias mi amigo.
Service - *laughs* You're Welcome!
....
I guess you had to be there.

In his living room
Me - Have you watched that Twilight yet?
Kyle - No, not yet.
Me - Really?
Kyle - It makes me less of a man when I watch it.

Hahahahaha.

The song Southern Hospitality by Ludacris is HILARIOUS.
The quotes I will now work into a conversation at least once?
old on to my 20 inch ride
20 inch thighs make 20 inch eyes
Hoping for american 20 inch pies
AND....
Grab it out the hat
Pulling afro tricks
Afro america
Afro dick
Yeah, I laughed too.

ps - I made fun of my sister's inability to consume dairy foods.
Me - *eating a milk shake* Amanda.
Amanda - What?
Me - You would DIE if you ate this.
Amanda - *wtf face* No, I wouldn't.
Me - It's not only ice CREAM, but it has real milk. You would definitely die.
Amanda - I would not die, Heather. I have lacto-milk.
Me - Haha, you would cry. Straight out bawl.
Amanda - *turns back to tv, ignoring me*
Me - Yeah, you would die.

♪: the cat's meow

UH.
Had a fucking awesome time with my friend, Sean.
I'm in such a good, hyper mood. I'm soooo tired though. It's way past my bedtime.
ANYWAY.


Got our hands stamped to watch....


Some lesbian sing. No, really. She's a lesbian. After her,


we watched a gay man sing (no really). I had to pee afterwards and I didn't want to use the cafe's bathroom so I went to another coffee shop downtown and peed there. As I was sitting on the toilet, I feel in love with....


This hutch thing. OMG. I love it. Since we were downtown (where Sean's friend's little party was) he wanted to make an appearance since he finds the guy hot. We made it a few feet away and we both chicken out. First, I know NOBODY and he's only seen Ryan once anddddd met him in person once. They're acquaintances. So, we end up hanging at some stone wall, determined to gather courage up.
I'm shaking my head, disappointed at myself, saying, "I can't believe this. We're 20-years-old and this is stopping us!"
So, we get bored and Sean takes my phone and takes a picture:


He messes up, haha, so I'm trying to help him. That's what comes out. The next couple I take.




So, as we're walking the some odd blocks back to my car, we both, under an unspoken agreement, decide to steal random flowers from people's yards, the little fountain park.

Sean stole more. As soon as we're in the car, laughing, smelling our flowers, he says, "Omg! It's such an adrenaline rush to steal flowers."
Hahahahaha.

FUN day indeed.
We attempted to climb a roof. Sadly, we couldn't find an area to do it anywhere on a building of our choice. Saddens me.

OH!!
Did you know, that at the college campus, downtown, they have a bus. Not ANY bus, but one for specially for drunk people?! 'The Designated Driver.'
I laughed so hard. I wasn't expecting that. Some big, burly mid-twenties male comes to the stop sign, blasting rap and nods to us and keeps going. That's the driver of that bus. Hilarious. What a job.

♪: ac/dc - dirty deeds done dirt cheap

I have made a revelation today. I will not be a buzzkill to anyone, but yeah, haha.

Me and Jakob hung out yesterday. At first I took him to the train. He told Emily later, "She made it sound so exciting and then when I got there," he sighed. Hahahahaha. I did.
We found some mattress beside a dumpster. Half of it was under some lids dangling to the side, and the other was empty. I was jumping on the free half and Jakob bounced under the lids and hurt his head. Haha. However, I moved the mattress away and jumped on it anyway. Jakob laughed, shaking his head.
Played basketball. I was so rusty it wasn't even funny. I think he got aggravated with how much I sucked.

Before Emily made a total ass of herself and possibly the biggest buzzkill moment of her career, we were at the park and on the smaller slide, every time I would slide down I would make a funny face. Emily would just watch me and laugh.
I also chose to go down on my stomach. It's pretty rad.

ps - redid my layout. same concept, but i just rearranged one of their default templates.

♪: eagles - take it easy

I have passed through memory lane, my green mile, and have remembered things from when I was 13-years-old (nearly seven years ago).
01 Like, Ed Spear park in SG. I used to live on one side of SG and from there I would walk like a mile and something just to go to Ed Spear and sit with a friend on swings, or walk some more around a track. I would ALWAYS walk to a friend's house. I was actually going to walk from my house to a friend's house (4/5 miles away) to just stay there for a b-day party. I loved the walking. It amazes me how much I used to walk. At least five miles 5/7 days a week, not even kidding. Every day after school for most of the week and especially on the weekends. I'd walk everywhere. Then, on summer breaks, every day, not kidding, I would walk for at least two miles a day, in the morning, haha. My dog loved walking, so I just walked her a lot, too. She used to be like clockwork and show up at my door at 1PM every day. :)
02 How I used to go to softball game sand baseballs games with my friend, KB. I would walk to her house, walk from her house to Ed Spear. The swings me and Emily sat at today were the EXACT ones me and KB sat on to talk about Pedro when I had a head over heels crush on him, haha.
03 During the summers, mid-afternoon, I'd take my laptop and just walk a mile to McDonald's and just get a large sweet tea and walk back. Haha. I'd be all sweaty. People would stare. They would stare in some questioning way as if to inquire 'why is she all sweaty?'
04 Where I was stalked my first time.
05 Where I was stalked my second time (by the same car).
06 When that man with the crossbreed hair stalked me.
07 Where my sister went to the dollar store and with all pennies was going to pay for her candy. The clerk asked, "How about using those nickels and dimes? My sister would reply, "Nope."
08 Where I used to watch Steven Todd skateboard at the school.
09 Where Michael Payne peed (at the school I used to live across from).
10 Where Kyle and I looked up porn on the school's back-steps, using their wireless.
11 Where I used to go to the school and play with the little baseballs players (little league).
12 Where Michael Payne and Kyle pretended their glow-in-the-dark condoms on the sticks were light sabers.
13 Where I was first pantsed by Cricket.
14 How me and Emily were stopped by a reallllllly old couple as me and her weren't walking on the sidewalk at night (there wasn't one on the road we were on). They told us we should be more careful and wear reflective tape.
15 The exact spot where John Gott literally pushed me out of his car. He pulled to the side of the road and while he kept inching forward, he pushed me out while I was trying to answer my mom on the phone. Hahahahah, she had no idea where I was or what I was doing, haha.