life is so funny sometimes.

so if things were weird before, they just reached the SUPER FUCKING WEIRD level. imagine this scenerio, which sounds so impossible that it should be a movie...but i am sad to say that it isn't.

imagine that there is a secret that you are probably never supposed to know. it involves a person from your past that you don't really talk to anymore, but if you knew about it it would probably still hurt you even though it happened years ago. just recently, you had some type of run-in with this person from your past, and you started talking occasionally. one nite your phone rings, and although you can hear voices and music, no one is responding when you say hello. you realize that they must have had their phone in their pocket and accidentally called your number, unaware that you can hear everything they are saying. suddenly you recognize the voice as the person you just started talking to again, and you pass the phone to someone to confirm that you are identifying the voice correctly. your friend that is holding the phone suddenly gets a horrified look on their face and refuses to tell you what they heard. after much prodding, they admit that your name suddenly came up in the conversation on the other end of the line, and let's just say it wasn't good news. it was something that the other person hoped was buried in the past long ago, and never let on that they had deceived you even in your closest moments. so you call the person back, tell them to turn off their phone because they accidentally called you and you accidentally heard things that you weren't supposed to hear. WHAT ARE THE ODDS THAT SOMEONE YOU BARELY EVEN TALK TO WOULD ACCIDENTALLY DIAL YOUR NUMBER AND THEN JUST HAPPEN TO DIVULGE A BAD SECRET PERTAINING TO YOU AS YOU PICK UP THE PHONE? it was weird, and so bad. i couldn't really get mad, because it was so long ago and it hardly matters anymore. but it still hurt. and at least the other person apologized and acknowledged their status as a "jerk." i guess i was meant to hear that secret, but that's one hell of a way to find out.

in other news, school started again yesterday. our class about the bubonic plague seems pretty interesting. our english class about contemporary and experimental novels is alrite...our lakewood friend erin is in the class, the teacher is silly, and we get to read some disturbing books, which is always good. our psychology class seems like it is going to be very annoying because these punk rock freshmen that sat down by us are trying to make friends, but at least our teacher is a secretly retired punk rocker and he points out people's mohawks and claims that he loves a classroom full of "good hair." weird.

gosh. how can things get WEIRDER?

xoxo