So last night, I had a ball. I got to go places I didn't plan for. My original plan was to go over my friend Mellie's (Melissa) house and play Guitar Hero III and order a cheese pizza. My mom was going to pick me up after my aunt's party was over. She was throwing a party for my little cousin Adrian. (Happy Late Birthday kiddo!) Well, I had changed my mind about three times for what I wanted to eat. It ping-ponged back and forth from pizza to the Chinese buffet nearby. Before my mom dropped me off, I said I had wanted to go eat Chinese. So, my mom suggested that we pick up Mellie and she would drop us off at the Chinese place. Then afterwards, we could walk to Wal-Mart and walk around for a while before my mom came to get us.
I was a little upset that I wasn't going to play Guitar Hero, but I agreed. At least I'd get to spend time with Mellie. So we were eating and I thought up of a brilliant plan. I would get Hayley to pick us up and drop us off at Mellie's house. But alas, Hayley didn't have a car. I then immediately thought of texting my friend Tim. He was at work and so that was a no-go.
Me and Mellie finished, I paid and then we were on our merry way to Wal-Mart. I decided to take a detour. We went to the nearby Dollar Tree before heading to Wal-Mart. Good move on my part. We bought these cool "vintage" movie posters. I got a Dracula one and Mellie got The Bride of Frankenstein. We each got one of King Kong. I also made her buy me a vegetable peeler. We lost our's a while back and peeling things with a knife takes too long. Mellie paid for these "necessities" of course. I paid for the Chinese food.
Then, we went to Wal-Mart with the intention of walking around and waiting on my mom to call and come get us. Well, she called when we were in the candy aisle and asked me if I was ready. I told her no, just a little while longer. We got some sugar-free Jolly Ranchers, strawberry Creme Savers and Werther's Originals and a pack of cherry pull and peel Twizzlers and we made our way to the Electronics section. On the way to the Electronics section, we made a beeline to the shoes. While browsing flats, I got a text from Tim. He was out of work! Yay! He asked if I was still wanting for him to hang out with me and Mellie and play Guitar Hero. Uh, yes!
All I had to do now is call my mom and get "permission". It's kind of inane to get permission from my parents when I am 18. I turn 19 in February. I hope that I won't have to ask for permission then. It's so embarassing. I called and asked my mom if my friend could pick me and Mellie up from Wal-Mart, we play Guitar Hero at Mellie's, then I get dropped off home. She told me not to ask her but to ask my dad. Damn! My dad doesn't like it whenever I hang out with a guy. The fact that Tim is gay doesn't matter either, he's still a guy. So, I talked out a plan with Mellie and we had it worked out. Our friend "Tina" was going to pick us up. Clever, huh?
I call my dad and in the end, I changed the plan. I said my friend Hayley was pick us up and that she would take me home later. I said that Hayley needed to come by Wal-Mart to pick up her schedule anyway (she's a cashier there) and that we wanted to hang out. When I spoke to my mom before she said to call my dad, she gave me permission to be out but not to come home after midnight but then said to call my dad. Dad gave me permission but didn't specify time. I ended up coming home at 12:30-something.
We paid for our stuff. Again, it was a medley, if you will, of stuff. Sugar-free candies, fly traps, Rock Band 2 (for PS2), and at the last minute, a 2-pack DVD set of Pineapple Express and Joe Dirt that our friend Mark talked me into. He had a convincing argument. The movie by itself was $20 but for the same price, I could get an additional movie. Ha, awesome. So I bought it. We went outside, and sat in the back because when Tim called me, he said we were sitting in the back because Hayley was coming along and she got shotgun or else she would cut whoever sat there. She means it too.
We picked Hayley up and we had the intention of going to Mellie's house but instead, we went to the playground in the park near my house. The weird thing about the park is that it's right next to a federal correction institution. All four of us were hanging out for about 30-45 minutes. Tim and Hayley were smoking and Mellie and I were on the play set. I was pretending to be a ship captain, turning the two steering wheels simultaneously. I dubbed the "ship" the Battlestar Galactica. Hayley and Tim finished their cancer sticks and then hopped aboard. Hayley got off like 5 minutes later and I told her not to because she'll drown or worse, the Indonesians would get her... She thought it was a spaceship, then she hopped off and I told her she'd drown and we concluded it was a boat kind of ship. She walked back, and with blasphemy, she said "I'm like Jesus, I can walk on water." On the way back up, she tripped over a plastic rock. Oh my. The whole, Mellie kept interjecting nonsense. I honestly think that girl talks too much. (On another note, I was just informed that Tim thought she didn't talk enough.) We'll see if Mellie will become a part of our social circle...
The night ended with a trip to Scurry, then Kaufman, then we went our seperate ways. In Scurry, we didn't get far because there was no weed for Tim to pick up. In Kaufman, we visited Hayley's "Aunt" Veronica. Hayley's cousin Pam lives with Veronica and her own two kids there as well. We visited for about 45 minutes. Hayley snapped and told us we were leaving. We were on our way back when we, wait, when Tim and Hayley decided they wanted Jack-In-The-Box. I kind of didn't want to eat there, but I figured better than nothing. I ended up getting 2 tacos and somehow, we got 4 tacos no one wanted because Hayley ordered them for Mellie because Mellie couldn't make up her mind fast enough according to Hayley. In the end, they disappeared... Two Tim ate and two (that I recently found out) were thrown onto Mellie's yard when they dropped her off. (Note: I LOL'd hard when I heard that last part. )
Fun stuff, those kids.
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