Sunday, January 17, 2010

The Christmas Tree Looks So Pretty When It Is On Fire

So, I am back. Nothing too eventful has happened. To ring in 2010, I broke my ear drum. Now I find myself directing a play (this is the first time that I have done this) and it is giving me stress pains like none other. Well back to my focus, a friend (very dear to my heart) texted me over the break (a few days before Christmas) and this is what she had to say:





(HER): I have a new family story for you. Our neighbors are pot smokers and there [<---this is not a typo] vent is attached to the one on my bathroom. I have been in there wrapping present with the door shut all day. Im flying high and mother is pissed.

(ME): Lol. At least you feel good

(HER ): I feel like a feather but my head is pounding. I feel funny. Not a good funny. I bet i could be very graceful right now.

(ME): What am I gunna do with you?

(HER): Evict my neighbors or come over and join me. And we can invite alyssa and brandon and anyone else.

(ME): I don't think that I can do either.

(HER): Ok. Your probably right. This is a smelly dilemma. Im supposed to be teaching [a dance class] in about an hour. My mouth hurts and i have to teach a class

(HER): Im making a christmas chain out of paper. Its difficult Glue is gross

(ME): I am kinda tempted to call you right now.

(HER): Not good choice. Mom is near and she wont want to hear high me. I say what is on my mind without thinking. Bad bad bad

(ME): Well if it makes you feel any better, I am not feeling to well today.

(HER): Christmas cookies make me feel better. Eat some now.

(ME): I don't think that would be the best choice for me.

(HER): Ok well more for me. I was in there close to two hours. I got side tracked while wrapping a lot and i painted my nails red. With glitter I made a choice to sit in my room and not be social with family. But I was wrapping there gifts. I could not let them see. Christmas would be pissed. Thats how it went down. Down town down. To the town. I should write.

On a side note, this story is 100% true. Some things have been edited to secure the identity of certain peoples, but other than that, that is my Christmas break.

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