Now, I've accepted that no matter what else happens to me, I will always have this curse of bad luck over me. But sometimes, I feel like I just can't take it anymore.
Let's start at the beginning. From the moment I walked in the door Saturday night. There was a party going on, and for those of you that already know, that's not unusual. I would have been more freaked out if the house was clean with a dinner prepared. Romantic shit was never his forte. Anyway, Everyone was over, all the usuals. It wasn't one of the best parties, because I was jet lagged and just wanted to go to bed, but couldnt, because Jordan didn't wash the sheets after the cats decided to piss on it. Heh...yea...*sigh* Moving on.
Well, I finally get to sleep, and I kept waking up all night. My throat is killing me, and I guess it's from coming from Florida's humidity to Nevadas desert. Well, Everyone in the house eventually wakes up, and a few clean up for me, so I wouldnt have to on my anniversary, which I thought was sweet. I kept having to lay down and pass in and out occasionally because I was just feeling so shitty. Then, Jordan's phone rings.
This is where it goes from shitty to unbelievably insanely terrible.
Appearantly, ever since I left, shit has been getting stolen from random girls. Someone has been going through purses and such, stealing money or pills. And appearantly, Karma had 50 pills or some shit. And it got stolen.
And how is she handling that, you ask?
By calling security forces on everyone at the party.
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I understand that she needs her fucking pills, but if for the past three or four parties, shit got stolen, WOULDNT YOU THINK TO LEAVE VALUABLE THINGS IN YOUR FUCKING CAR?!?!?!?!?!?!!?
I'm so pissed off at them, I can't even explain it. And what's worse, is that we all kinda already have a mutual hunch on who took it. And yet, instead of being a fucking man and going over and confronting his ass, he's going to call security forces, and get every single person in trouble.
Well, I hope that they've realized what they've done by making this threat. Because, I damn sure know that at the next party, their asses WILL NOT be on my motherfucking invite list. I get that they're pissed, but fuck them for taking it out on us and everyone else. We do this every weekend. We party every weekend. I don't want someone here that will call security forces at the drop of a hat. Because, that's a career ruiner. All for fucking pills. If he cared so much, he would break his damn hand to get her ass more painkillers. Not fuck over friends.
He even came over saying that its not intention to get everyone in trouble...
...it may not be his FUCKING INTENTION, BUT THAT'S SURE AS HELL WHAT THE FUCK HE'S DOING...
