It All Goes Downhill From Here: Evelyn, Pony, Tina & Curly

It really was like a normal day for Evelyn; she would go out and basically just walk the streets until she found something to do. This time, she had a weird feeling in her gut, but shrugged it off. I hope I’m not getting sick. She mused silently. She started to hum a Johnny Cash tune quietly, before she heard a car in the distance. The noise soon became closer and Evelyn glanced backwards, cautiously. Her heart nearly stopped as she recognized it as a Mustang. 

Evelyn cursed under her breath as she quickened her pace. Hopefully, they wouldn’t see her and just mind their own business. I mean, she happened to get away all the times before, it shouldn’t be any different this time, right? But the feeling in her stomach told her something else. The car just happened to inch forward and Evelyn debated whether to run or not, until she heard a voice that made her skin crawl. “Hey what’s a pretty broad like you doing out here?" 

She glanced back, biting her lower lip. "Fuck off.” She spat, her voice cracking. She noticed that there were about 3 or 4 people in the car, but of course they were mostly likely drunk. She briefly wondered why they were out here in the middle of the day, but quickly shrugged away the thought as the car pulled to a stop. “What did you say to me?” One of the Socs slurred, stepping out of the car and made his way over to her. “Leave me alone.” Evelyn quickly snapped back as she began to tremble in fear.

The guy was huge and was probably about 7 inches taller than her. He reached out to grab her arm, but Evelyn pushed him forcefully away. “Don’t touch me.” She flinched away as the guy stumbled backwards. “Damn, we got a feisty one here.” The Soc laughed before taking another step forwards. Evelyn didn’t hesitate to punch him in the face, but even with his movements slowed he managed to easily push Evelyn away. “You’re a little bitch,” He slurred once more, throwing a punch at her.

Evelyn let out a squeak as she felt his fist connect with her jaw. It wasn’t very often when Ev was punched so this hurt like hell. She immediately held her hand up to her jaw, but thankfully found no blood. While she was checking if she was bleeding, the Soc swung at her once more, directly in the face. She yelped as she stumbled backwards, this time she could tell that her nose was bleeding. “Go away,” She stuttered, tears threatening to fall. The Soc gestured for the others to come out of the car and they all raced to his side. Within in a moment, she felt feet ram into her sides and the big guy managed to sock her in the jaw again. Evelyn struggled to fight them off, but it was no use. She had no chance against these guys.

Late Night Thoughts #75

My life sucks a lot. My life sucks because I didn’t really get a childhood. My life sucks because I am not very open to my wounds and hide my scars. My life sucks because I was pretty lonely and took care of myself when my mom had to work so she doesn’t stress or worry about me. My life sucks because my dad died when it was the last day of fifth grade and I had to act like nothing happened at school. My life sucks because it’s hard for me to make friends and the reason why I can’t make friends is because girls get mad at me when their crush has a “crush” on me or they think I’m intimidating. My life sucks because sometimes my “friends” really are my friends to just get something from me. My life sucks because people take me for granted. My life sucks because most of my relationships in my life, I was cheated on and I was just thought of as arm candy. My life sucks a lot and this list doesn’t even touch the surface of what went on in my life or what I’m going through. I think sometimes people forget that I’m not ALWAYS happy and I am a normal being with a past.

Late Night Thoughts #71

When I was a kid, specifically in middle school, kids would hate me and give me a death stares. I would get in so many fights. I would be called a “slut”, “bitch”, “hoe”, basically any and every derogatory term an Asian female could get. But you know what, I have grown from that and I want to thank all the haters, all the bullies, all the kids that made my life a living hell, because they made me who I am now. My revenge is maturing, growing, succeeding, and learning to be happy. Just remember all of that when you send me that friend request.

Late Night Thoughts #70

Everything has been hyped from media and Hollywood, that now I am reading articles of kids faking that they have cancer. Cancer is nothing to take lightly and absolutely repulsive to pretend to have. I have lost my father and a few friends from cancer and I condemn those whoever has ever faked having cancer for attention.

Late Night Thoughts #67

Today I had a guest who asked me for a few napkins so he could soak up the excess soda on his lid. However, he got impatient with the napkin’s soaking abilities and poured his soda all over my counter. Needless to say, I was absolutely furious. I couldn’t handle my emotions and I wanted to quit right then and there. Why would someone whom I was nice to, do something like that to me when he didn’t even know me?

I took a deep breath and realized it was something small. I could clean it up less than 2 minutes. Then I realized all the amazing people I have met thus far. YouTube stars, actors/ actresses who were so humble, dancers that actually danced for me when I asked, producers for DC and Marvel, creators of MineCraft, even just people who shared a small story of themselves to me. When you look at the bigger picture and the actual positives, it definitely outweighs that jerky guest.

Nonetheless, even if it seems like you’re having a bad day, BREATH. Then think about the amazing times you had. Because more than likely, the experience and fun times you gained count for way more for a few bad incidences.

Late Night Thoughts #66

Some people are really good at something they aren’t passionate about and it makes them feel like they have been cursed and felt resentment from others who are passionate but aren’t really good at it. Do you pursue your passion which you suck at? Or do you pursue what you are best at but not passionate about?

Late Night Thoughts #65

I never understood why people are so different intoxicated than not. When people are intoxicated, does it mean that, that is their true selves when society’s filters are broken within themselves? If so, why must we have these filters to fit in society’s standards of normality? I believe there are some filters that are needed (e.g. violence, offensive language, sexual tendencies, etc) to have peaceful communities, but why such a change in personality?

Late Night Thoughts #64

I believe ‘love’ is something more complicated than just a “deep affection” for someone or something. 'Love’ has such a variety of interpretation that every time I read what the definition means in a dictionary, I get confused because that’s not exactly what it means to me. I have hated the word love when I was a kid and tricked 'love’ by saying, “I heart you” (which is one letter extra from the word hate I might add), because I only saved it for the people that I had a “deep affection” for, but I knew I cheated on 'love’.

I want to 'love’ everyone, not because I have a deep affection for them, but because I want them to feel like they matter and know that I care. I want to 'love’ every type of pastry and sweets, because they make me happy and smile. I want to 'love’ all the things in the world even though it is naive and because I believe everything deserves to be acknowledged.

However, when I finally use that dictionary version of the word 'love’ - interpretation and definition collide. My whole world of 'love’, explodes. Then that is when I finally understand love is not 'love’, but MY love.

Late Night Thoughts #61

I always wonder why people make a big deal of something that’s temporary, such as looks and outer appearances. I do not really care for any of that. I don’t understand because what really shapes someone is by their experiences and their personality. While outer appearances is by a chance at the gene pool; we all get wrinkle and saggy in the end.

Late Night Thoughts #59

I went to Medieval Times and I sat there wondering, while watching the knights jousted, what year it will be when our ‘time’ or 'era’ becomes a place people visit and get the experience of the past. Would our era be known for its war and hate? When our future legacy sit in those seats, would they watch soldiers kill each other in a mock war?

Late Night Thoughts #57

wonder how far people would go to just be ‘accepted’. Working out to be the 'right’ size. Post about how much fun you’re having, when in reality you’re having the worse time of your life. Smiling to hide your sadness. Following what you’re told to do and be, when all you really want to do is be a rock star. How far did you go to just be accepted?