12:02 a.m. - 2006-05-14
fire at the bus stop
I wasn't even supposed to go out last night.
I have so much work to do; I was going to stay in and research for some crap.
Maybe have a couple beers, whatev. But no. It's my last Friday at schoolio
and my friends convinced me to go to an off-campus party at drew's. I've been
to drew's once before for a GOOD party so i was like ok, pimp.
we go, it was a blast. I was there with good people, I did good at beiruit for like 3 games, it was good [it was the magic]
had some tequila. played flip-cup. all very fun stuff going on.
time flies by; it's time to get the bus back to campus. the last bus is at 1:30
we go over to the bus stop. I think i was the drunkest, but i didnt realize
how bad i was. we're at the bus stop and jon and steve go off to the side for
a bit and...whatever, we weren't paying attention to them. they come back and
start talking about lighting things on fire? we turn around to where they were
they had lit the stack of newspapers in the newstand thing on fire.
haha, i thought it was a great idea.
but i have no idea why i had that reaction.
aaron goes and stomps it out, so im dissappointed. i mean c'mon, it was on
FIRE! right?! Cool!
so i go over with jon and steve and we light it on fire again. and we're like
playing with it...whatever...and then, the fuzz arrives.
this cop pulls up, and we just walk away from this fire. i throw my purse
o'beer behind the bench. and like, go stand in the corner and basically just
look at the ground.
so the cop comes over and hes like, "So I bet none of you know how this
started?"
"...nope."
"We got here and it was just flaming."
***Stephanie is staring at the ground***
"Ma'am??" says this Amherst Officer, in a jack-ass tone. he was not pleased
with any of us. it seemed he wasn't pleased with me in particular.
so me, the twit that i am, look at him and wicked slurrily go "Well Look, if
something's on fire, I'm gona go look at it." with a shit load of attitude.
my brain goes: you do realize you are giving attitude to a cop, right?
so i go, "Im sorry, i dont mean to be disrepspectal"
way to go, dumbass.
he just stares at us.
then he goes and kicks the newstand over [why?!] and drives away.
whhhhhhaaaaaat. that could've been a lot worse. freaked me out though.
MEANWHILE!!!
hey guys, Where's the bus?!
bus never came. the last bus was at 1:15, not 1:30, so we're stuck off campus.
Monica Aaron and Kayleigh go back to the party to get a ride back, and steve
jon and i start walking back. i decide that its gona suck, so i start sticking
my thumb out at every car that goes by
someone actually stoppped.
idiots.
but we got in. they were just these two kids, they dropped us off at the bus stop
and then steve and jon were walking me back up the hill but i was like guys i
can manage, ill ttyl so we parted ways.
i got back to my room. proceded to...get sick, and semi-black out for shorts
periods of time.
idk, someone knocks on my door and i yell at them to go away, but its aaron and K
and he comes in to get his stuff, and they told me that when i opened the door
i had changed into a skirt and i was also wearing a raincoat and no shirt.
when i woke up this morning all the chairs in the room were on their sides and
my purse is in the fridge, yet again.
