SPAZYesterday I was sitting at my computer on gaia, of course, when Katrina asked if I wanted to go to the bookstore with her and Alix. I had just come back from a sleepover-suprise-half-birthday-party for one of my friends and I was horribly exhausted. I said if Katrina could go then I would think about it. As the day wore on we managed to finally get confirmation from our parents to go. But by then the plan had changed. Our teenage lazyness kicked in and we decided to have a sleepover and walk to Blockbuster to rent movies, instead of walking to the bookstore. At 4:30 I hitched a ride from Alix to Katrina's house and it started out as a typical summer day.
SPAZWhen Alix and I arrived at Katrina's we set out on our journey to Blockbuster. Alix was spastically skipping almost the entire way there and I'm pretty sure we ended up taking the longest route possible. But anyway, we got to Blockbuster and walked around and didn't see anything that interested us. I know, it was a total waste of time. So we decided to walk across the street to Bartell Drugs and load up on candy. The people that work there are a little too friendly. They were all older ladies, and one basically swarmed us, telling us all how we looked so grown up. The creepy part is, I had never seen this woman in my life before. Alix however knew her as a crossing guard from her elementary school. So, we bought the candy and walked, and skipped, back to Katrina's house.
SPAZWhen we were walking down Katrina's street she all of a sudden screamed out, "OMG I DON'T HAVE MY KEY!" Katrina had a bit of a spaz attack after that. She called her dad and he drove to the house and unlocked the door for us. While this was happening I was thinking, "Hmm.. I wonder how strong the glass on the windows is." We got in the house and played around on the computer for a while. We mostly watched Magical Trevor and Salad Fingers. Good times. But anyway, after a while Katrina's dad came with chips, dip and pop. I was determined to finish the entire bottle of Coke on my own. We took the food downstairs and watched TV, mostly Law and Order. We also threw around one of those big inflatable excersize ball-things. After I while I started to get really tired and I drew all over my hand in sharpie. I drew on my feet and legs as well. And then I drew on Katrina and Alix's hands. On Katrina's I put "Zig" on one hand and "Katrina" on the other. And on Alix's I wrote between her fingers and I put: "Mountain Dew Is Your Friend" and on the other side, "It Seriously Really Is".
SPAZAfterwards we played Truth or Dare and it wasn't that exciting except for a few of the dares. One was that Alix got to draw a huge dot on my face with permenant marker. There were also two of Alix's dares (both made up by me). The first one was: Write 'I <3 Pretty Gay Boys' on your foot, in sharpie. And the second one was: Run around Katrina's upstairs and pretend like you're James Bond for 5 minutes. Katrina's dad was so confused when she did the second one, and we ended up making her only do it for 2 minutes and 30 seconds. We got bored easily and hyper of course and though I was too tired to move, Alix and Katrina made a slippin' slide out of sleeping bags and flung themselves across the room. After a while they got tired too and we all ended up laying in our sleeping bags and watching Friends.
SPAZAt around 3:30 in the morning I was too tired to stay awake any longer and I fell asleep. Suddenly I felt this odd pressure on my forehead and I immediately realized what it was. My eyes flew open and I was pissed off. I said, "Are you drawing on my face?!" I sat straight up and looked behind me and Alix and Katrina looked mortified. Alix was holding the sharpie in her and and I repeated myself, "Were you drawing on my face?!" She nodded in shock and I said, "How much is on it?" They told me only a few dots and Alix had just started to draw a smiley face. I was so angry and exhausted that layed back down again and was silent.
SPAZThen came the fun part. I decided to take my revenge out on Alix and so I began to cackle maliciously to myself. Whenever I moved around Katrina would jump and she was paranoid I was going to get her. But after I said I wouldn't kill her, in her own house, she felt a little better. But no, I wasn't going for Katrina I was going for Alix. So I grabbed the Febreze and some darts and kept them next to me just incase I felt like attacking her. I wanted to wait for the perfect opportunity. She kept saying, "If you want to get back at me and draw on my face then you can just do it now." And I would reply, "No. I don't want to draw on your face *cackles*" I drew all over my arm in sharpie writing things like: death, Alix, poison, Alix, machine gun, Alix, knife, Alix, torture, Alix, pain, Alix, etc. I drew skulls and dead faces, as well. Eventually I had started to calm down a bit so I didn't talk as much. I watched Friends and looked over at Alix and she was asleep. We hadn't slept all night and this was my opportunity.
SPAZI told Katrina that she was sleeping and I brought her upstairs with me. I said, "I really want to get Alix back... and it has to be way better than drawing on her face in sharpie." We ended up deciding on making a horrible drink for Alix and it would be based upon chocolate milk. I rummaged through her fridge and grabbed a few ingredients: milk, chocolate syrup, olive juice, hot sauce, lemon juice and orange juice. I filled half of the cup with milk and poured in about the same amount of olive juice. Then I put in five drops of hotsauce and a splash of lemon and orange juice. I finished it off with the chocolate syrup and tried to make it as normal looking as possible. Afterwards, Katrina and I made regular chocolate milks for ourselves and we brought them all downstairs along with a box of chocolate doughnuts. When we got down there Alix woke up and noticed her 'drink'. She grabbed a doughnut and ate it and then reached for her drink. The look on her face was priceless.
SPAZI tried to seem as innocent as possible and said, "Is something wrong?" She just gagged and I handed her a roll of toilet paper. Alix ran into the bathroom and said, "I think I'm going to throw up." Which is when pure guilt sank in. Katrina and I looked at each other in shock and worry and we waited for her to leave the bathroom. She came out and grabbed her stuff and began to pick up. It was still really early, 6:30 in the morning, and so we asked her why she was packing. She said, "So she wouldn't have to later." But we both knew that meant she was thinking of leaving as soon as possible. We apologized and said how guilty we were and eventually the anger passed and she was happy again. Though she did ask us, "What did you guys put in that thing? It tasted like Febreze and Nail Polish Remover." We laughed and told her that it was completely edible and listed off the ingredients. Alix ended up giving me a ride home, so it was a good thing she didn't leave early.
SPAZI got home around 11:15 and was completely wiped out. I made myself rice and potstickers and afterwards I went upstairs and watched TV. Either I suffered from memory loss or I fell asleep because suddenly I couldn't remember anything that happened from 12:00 - 3:30. And that is the exciting story of my life. (And probably the longest journal entry of my life) I guess I'll go and try to sleep now.. though I have a feeling it might be a bit difficult.
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Hopefully we don't end up hating eachother by the end of the summer.
(You, Alix and myself) XD