I feel like since my last post kind of left off on a depressing note, I thought I'd write another post that's not so gloomy. This post is about me trying to be a sneaky teenager and sneaking out with my step sister. It's funny to write about this as an adult because I am grown and can finally get some things off my chest without being grounded by my mom (sorry, mom). I laugh about some of the dumb things I did as a teen because I just thought I was having the time of my life and truly being a "bad girl" and I did make some crazy memories so it wasn't all bad but still hilarious to me to actually experience some of the things I did. I'm laughing now as I even reminisce and try to write. I remember one time my sister and I snuck out to hang out with these guys we knew (because duh, we're dumb teenaged girls). I just remember leaving her house and running to their car parked down the street. As we were driving, we're passing this nasty bottle of UV Blue around, drinking. It was so disgusting and I was NOT trying to have that but stupid peer pressure got the best of me. My friend, CJ, was like "Bre, just take a few sips!" and after much hesitation, I took the biggest gulp I could and my step sister is just laughing. So then stupid CJ turns around and tells me he didn't see me drink it so I take another nasty ass gulp. Anyways, by the time we get to his house, me and my stepsister are FUCKED UP but we didn't realize it yet until we got out of the car and tried to stumble down the hill. Also, there just seems like there's so much to this story to write but basically, we end up naked and drunk after running around and fighting over the last sip in the bottle, and sick at the end of the night. It should be noted that we got ourselves naked, the guys didn't hurt us, and the night was AWESOME, but anyways... We wake up the next morning, still at the guy's house, scrambling to get our shit together because we had snuck out and had to hurry and get back to the house. We get back and I'm hungover, trying to get dressed because my mom is coming to pick me up for church and it is just stressful! I feel (and sure I looked) like shit at church. I kept thinking about the night before, though, and I just kept laughing to myself about it. It seems simple to write about but I promise it was so epic at the time! Wow, memories...
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February 2020
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