The scariest part of the night came during the last attraction which was an old ass roller coaster that they ran in the pitch dark. This was scary for all the wrong reasons. I think it's the oldest wooden coaster in existence and for that I did not think I would be alive at the end of it, based on the noises it was making alone. Parris lost his iPhone on the coaster. We think he left it in the seat and then someone else picked it up. AKA: stole it. Amazingly iPhones have that sick feature of locating one another, so Brenna plugged his info into her phone and we were actually able to track where the iPhone was going. As if it had a life of its own. So of course we followed it down the darkest of dark roads and cornfields, the perfect setup for a 21st Century ;Children of the Corn' horror film. So here we all are stuffed like sardines in this SUV tracking the locations of his lost iPhone down freaky roads and Rakim and Connor are making a list out loud of whose going to be murdered first in the setup. I still resent them for murdering me off pretty close to first because I was the "scene vegetarian character". Rude.
We pulled over where the iPhone supposedly stopped moving and a couple of the boys searched around the houses nearby, not looking suspicious at all for 1:30 am. Somehow Rak saw the phone on the other side of the road blinking in the grass. The supposed thieves must have thrown it out the window when they realized they were dealing with the wrong 9 jacked-up-on-fear people. Happy ending to a long, long night.
Tonight Jay and John are having a halloween party and I will be utilizing one of Mackenzie's old dance costumes because I am cheap and they're cute. Plus they are ridiculously expensive and my parents were like PLEASE GET MORE USE OUT OF THEM. I think I'm going as a pirate. My mom was helping with my costume and I asked if she had a sword I could take. In my head I'm picturing a light weight, smaller sized one that I can easily attach to a belt and just have as an accessory. She got really excited because she did indeed have a sword in her closet (why?) so she thought she could help. Um, my mom doesn't mess around.
There is no way I'm taking this with me because I felt too dangerous flailing it around even sober. Add people in a drunken stupor to the environment and I do not want to be responsible for anything involving my weapon. It is heavy and intense and looks like it came right out of Middle Earth. And my dad said he wouldn't let me take it with me even if I wanted to.
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