Had a great day with the boyfriend. After me and Sonny went to the orthodox church, G called asking if I wanted to go get something to eat. Mom said it was fine and it turned out he wasn’t even hungry, he just wanted to see me. :) Since I wasn’t that hungry either, we decided to go to gameworks since he still had the card and we had credits left. It has been a long time since we went out on a date besides our usual Monday morning breakfast dates. For once he actually kicked my ass in some of the games we were playing except Tekken. haha I also didn’t realize how good of a team we are when it comes to Time Crisis lol After our arms got extremely tired from playing we finally got hungry and decided to try meatheads. It’s a burger joint and to be honest, I didn’t find anything special about it. I had the Californian which is a burger with avocado, wasabi sauce, tomatos and chipotle mayo. It sounded really good but it was just ok. The only thing I really liked were the cajun fries or whatever they were called. Afterwards, my mom called telling me to start heading home since she was going to work and my grandparents were leaving and it was just going to be my sister and brother at home. Got home and they left already and G stayed for a bit. We were watching the Blind Side for a bit and just laying down on the bed. I honestly missed those moments when we used to go back to his house and watch movies and eat chicken nuggets. I just miss him holding me and telling me that he loves me and that we can make it. I know it wasn’t like a romantic date or fancy shmancy but to be honest I like it when our dates are casual and laidback because that’s who we are and we feel comfortable like that. Finally my days are slowly brightening up.
A few days ago, Le & I thought it’d be a great idea if we rolled at Gameworks on the strip.
Gameworks is probably one of the hugest arcades you’ll ever see. Srsly.
So we took a couple green 1up mushrooms and just expected a bomb roll.
Instead, we came to realize that shit was laced with LSD.
We did an accidental candyflip over at the strip!
I distinctively remember going down the escalators to Gameworks and I looked over to Le,
saw some visuals when he moved his hair…
and I was just like “Ummm…I think I’m having mild hallucinations.”
It was crazy but I enjoyed it. I feel like I can handle hallucinogens when I’m rolling because
I’m so sensitive to any form of negativity when I’m on hallucinogens alone. The roll kept me positive and yet I still saw crazy shit. I mean, I’m not talking about seeing purple unicorns or nothing like that.
What I saw was visual patterns around me like the walls, zoomed in vision when I looked at skin, and when something moves, I usually saw a trail that followed it.
The only bad things about that night were that gameworks was pretty hot. Got us sweating.
I assumed it was only the effects from the thizzles though because everyone else there seemed fine and when we walked around, we could feel a slight breeze. Its just that whenever we got into a game, the lights surrounding it plus our complete concentration made us sweat. Ugh.
Another bad thing was that we did acid on the STRIP. When I’m on the strip SOBER I still hate it. Tourists and drunk obnoxious people isn’t really my cup of coffee. Plus I already think that the strip and the people walking around in it are ugly enough. Acid did not make it prettier. Everyone’s faces just seemed like there was a bad story behind it. Sadness, frustration, just…evil.
THE STRIP IS SO FUCKING UGLY!
If you’re visiting Vegas, please refrain yourself from acting like a drunk obnoxious fool.
Can you people imagine how locals must feel all the time? People from all over the world, coming here mainly just to party. European tourists are the worst though. Taxi drivers are next. Rudeness. You will never know my pain until you’ve worked on the strip. Yikes. This is why Hawaii is 10x better than Vegas any day. I’d love to just do a short trip outta Vegas. Idc where I go as long as its not here. Cali sounds good. Most people in cali have a better attitude than Vegas too. Vegas is like california’s ass. LOL Forreal.
Anyways, I’m done talking shit about Vegas. Haha. Back to my acid story.
Pfft Yeah… it was crazy. Would I do it again? Definitely but I want a way better environment. More nature-y. This trip made me feel like my mind is on another level. A mature-er level that has a better grasp on keeping my trips good. Mind control. When things got outta control for me, I just imagine myself stepping out of first person POV and go into 3rd person. See myself on the outside. Then for some reason I picture two sides. One is good and the other bad.
& I just keep telling myself to just keep positive and that I can handle this. It really worked for me.
What was crazy was that after my trip, I got zero sleep then went to work right after. :0
But I was fine. I handled it.
Today was like any normal wake up. Loud noises. First thing I hear is the douchebags voice. Shit. Take shower, get dressed and such. Watch some Dragonball…. even that gets spoiled by the douchebag. He seriously asks questions like “How is that green guy able to make an egg if he has a hole in his chest” I DON’T KNOW, HES A FUCKING ALIEN NOW GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU GUIDO CUNT.
So I had to leave to get away from the stupidity. I went with my parents to clean out the totaled car at the impound. OH I forgot to mention….. my Mom got in a car accident and now the nice Intrepid Sam and I used forever is dead. Anyways we cleaned it out and such and I had to go to the reservation to pick up some more school money. YES they pay me to go to school because they want those fat retards to actually go to school. Thing is those same fat retards GO to the schools and end up failing, which in turn makes them have to pay the rez back, which they usually can’t so it gets taken out of their free casino money, which alternatively leads them to a life of depression drowned by alcoholism. its a vicious cycle which leads me to believe that I am the single most amazing Pima indian in Arizona.
I digress. I deposit the check and then its off to school. Get there an hour early while everyone is in class so I can’t even flirt with the fashion class girls. Also since everyone is in class surfing the web the school’s server is SUPER SLOW and I couldn’t get into Tumblr. It was rough, so I decided to draw really creepy pictures on my drawing stool. I hope someone sees them and then thinks the Slenderman and/or The Rake are stalking them.
So class starts and its a critique day, which is always boring as hell. So that class ends and the black guys decide they wanna go to Gameworks, so I naturally have to tag along. We get there and they go straight upstairs to the Street Fighter games. I suck at those games but I love winning stuffed animals so I go straight to the claw machines. ALL OF THOSE FUCKERS ARE RIGGED. And when I finally got a hook on a big doll, it got stuck on another one and it jammed the machine. I go to get the girl working at the front desk and she looked really fucking good from behind so I was like
I leaned on the front desk and instinctively opened up with “Hey.” like a fucking loser. It didn’t affect me too long because then she turned around…
I wont say much since she MIGHT have been in an accident but when I saw her I ALMOST gasped. So I told her the problem while trying to make it obvious that I didn’t want to see her face. She called some tiny guy with a ponytail to help me. We walked to the machine and it was fine. I looked in the drop slot…..NOTHING. FUCK ME. I gave up on it and went to watch my friends play Street Fighter. I get to them and they’re kicking ass so I watch for a while. Theeen I look at my phone and see that we’re late for class….
We make it to class and the teacher doesn’t mind. Somehow near the end of class the teacher gets in a discussion about donkey punching and “kids in the playground” and other weird-ass sexual fetish acts, and despite it being really funny to talk about, Its kinda weird to talk about it in a room full of men.
Anyways on the way home my Mom tells me that she was watching something on tv that had “ghetto gangsta” music in it. She said the douchebag stood watching it for a while before turning to her and saying, “Can you not watch shit like this when Troy “my nephew, his son” is around? I don’t want him seeing this. Use some common sense.” For one thing, the fucking kid was in his room, and another thing, seeing as how he doesn’t pay a stitch of rent or pay for anything, he has no cunt-fucking RIGHT to tell us what to do. Also, hes telling HER to use some common sense? REAP WHAT YOU MOTHERFUCKING SEW YOU CUM-GUZZLING WASTE OF A FUCKING BAG OF BABY SHIT!!!!! Hes was supposed to be gone by TODAY.GONE TO IRAQ! No, of course not, hes a fucking moron and doesn’t hear shit. He apparently leaves on the tenth. THATS WAY TOO FUCKING LONG FOR US TO WAIT. If he doesn’t leave on that day, I’ll kill him myself. I CAN’T WAIT UNTIL HES THERE AND GETS BLOWN UP. Too rough? No, I mean every motherfucking word of it.