yesterday when I got home from school, my brother and cousin yelled at me to call my mom or dad. I had a rough day since I suck at school so far. I’m “learning” how to do the things I avoided doing as a young girl:braiding and curlers. Ugh. I try calling both my mom and dad and my mom calls me back asking if I called back and I was mad and said “yes I did, and neither you or dad answered and can you bring some tampons home?” little did I know she’d tell me some bad news. “Did your dad tell you anything?” “no, he didn’t answer” “the police found your grandpa dead this morning.” “what? what happend?” “there’s a big hole in the floor at your grandpa’s and I’m going through all of his stuff and I’ll be home soon”.
She tells me good bye and I’m just numb. My other grandpa goes “what’s going on?” “my grandpa’s dead…” I go in my room and just fall on my bed and look up at the ceiling. I can’t feel anything and I feel some tears roll down my face. My other grandpa comes in and asks if I’m okay and I say I am..I’m not. My aunt came in and explianed what she knew and asked if I was alright and I said I was…I wasn’t. Then my brother came in and he was starting to make me cry. We feel so awful. My mom came in my room and started to cry and I sarted to cry and we hugged and we don’t do that. We’re a family who doesn’t cry or hug. We’re a tough independent family. She tells me what happed. My grandpa had a heart attack supposedly after she got done talk to him on the phone sunday and his body fluids had leaked into the downstairs appartment and that’s how they found him. My mom told me she feels so bad about it. I feel so terrible for my mom. That was her only family.
She told me to go to school today and I did as she asked. I felt awful the whole day. I almost started crying when I got there. I miss you.
So, I’m never going to Walgreens ever agian to develop film. Why? Here’s why:
I go in there at 10:45AM and the guy tells me my roll will be done at 12. That’s not 1hr photo but whatever. I go in at 12:15 and the guy watches me walk in alllllll the way to the photo lab and he tells me that it’ll be another half hour. I go in at 1:05 and I’m waiting and waiting for service. I ring the service bell two times and some little kid comes out and does my photo crap. The guy who said to come back comes out and bitches about how he’s on his lunch break and that it’s been busy all day which is a lie because an older man and myself were his only costomers all day. The thing that tops it all off is that it cost me $9.36 to develop one roll of film which is bullplop because they slacked off the whole time. Eat shit, Walgreens.
So, last night after Luke and I made hummus wraps, we decided to go on a bike ride. Luke and I notice that there was a boy version of the bike he bought from the Crazy Bike Guy that lives on Jefferson. Anyway, we decided to go up to the Crazy Bike Guy’s house and make a deal with him. We ride up there and it’s like 9:40PM and Luke and I look at the boy version of his “free spirit”. It’s not exactly the same but was nicer and it’s a cruiser so it’s pretty cool. Anyways, we walk up to the guy’s garage and his friend’s in there and tells Luke to walk in and call for Kenny, the crazy bike guy. Kenny is playing guitar and stops to come out to show us the bike. Before Luke and I got up the courage to walk up to the guy’s house we did the math on how much we’d owe the dude if we did a trade off. It came out to be seven dollars and I only had five so I told Luke I’d talk him down. Anyways, we help the guy unlock the bikes “25-34-26”, we got the code! We get it out and he talks about how it has a chrome fender and how it’s only one gear and how the seats really nice. Bull plop! It’s a nice bike and all but he’s not a grat sales man. Luke tells the guy that he bought his one bike from him and wanted to know if he could trade it for the boy bike that the guy was trying to tell us was gold. The guy thinks about it and says “how about we trade and you give me abouuuutttttt……………..seven dollars.”. What the fuck, dude? Luke and I give eachother that look like, “how the hell did he do the math like that, he’s fucking drunk and on drugs.”, which he was drunk and on drugs. I tell the guy I have five dollars and he thinks for a bit and makes us take both bikes to the garage where Kenny’s friend is. We get there and Kenny’s friend goes “I’m not black, I was just out in the sun a lot” haha what? Kenny tells us everything that’s wrong with Luke’s bike and we’re like. “well we haven’t fixed it yet and blahblahblah”. He finally makes the deal and Luke and I try to get out of there. Kenny’s friend asks Luke to fix his phone and Kenny asked me If I played guitar and I said yeah and he took me to his living room where there were two pianos, a huge drumset, two accousitic guitars, and the new electirc guitar he had bought earliar that day. Luke runs after me and I’m a bit scared because I’m a little girl and I’m not that strong and I’m pretty sure if this dude does someting weird I can’t fight him off, not that being a girl has anything to do with anything. Luke runs in and I’m tuning Kenny’s guitar. It was broken so I couldn’t do much. I tell Kenny that and he goes “oh, that’s okay I’m a drummer anyway” and I go “ahh.”. Luke and I try to get out of the house and Kenny asks us if we can hear a little tap before we leave and we said yes because we felt that it was rude to just leave. Kenny plays a fucking 20minute tap, I shit you not. Luke and I are just sitting there like “holy shit he’s good and waht the fuck it’s late”. He gets done and we tell him he’s pretty good. He then plays guitar for 10minutes. Then he plays us five songs on piano and one song with words that he wrote in the ‘70’s or something. We keep edging to the door everytime he gets done. I noticed that Kenny’s note book with his lyrics were out on a stand and it was weird. Luke kept tapping his toe to a saw that was on the floor that I didn’t even notice. The song Kenny sang us was called “bounded by chains” or something. Luke and I were kind of scared. It was like we were in a movie. We finally get out of there and it’s like 11:50. And book to brandenburg and just go “WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPEND?!”. It was so weird.
