After puking up the remains of that crap sushi I am laying down on this supper soft bed that feels like a cloud. It is honestly unreal. This day has been so twisted and backwards how can this honestly be happening and keep going? Oh but it can and it is. So lets sum it up. I’ve been killed, taken by guys in suits, jumped through a window, put in a van, interrogated, and now in  suit joint. Am I forgetting anything? Oh right who is trying to kill me?

“Listen buddy. Can you hear me?” Whose talking to me? I turn blankly around and see no one. “Charlie?”

“Seth?”

“Whose Seth? No it’s your father. Why are you in your old room?”

“What?”

“Your sleeping in your old room, what are you doing here?”

“Oh man. How long have I been here?”

“Not sure came in last night and went straight to your room.”

“I’ve been sleeping all day?”

“Yeah. Get a job.”

“What an effed up dream. Now wait crap that means I’m twenty-two jobless, and living at home! Killing people come back!”

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Reality

Me again. Enjoying all these fun times of my life. I know typical girl journal right. Or at least Hollywood movie. Annoying right? But yeah this was my life. Kelly story of a time of drama! But come one isn’t it good? You just want to know who I end up with. Do I end up with anyone? I may just be screwed over. But that is just to confuse you. I needed to give myself a break from figuring all this out. I thought you might too. Now a lot of all this mess has slightly died down. I didn’t say it is all figured out. Just died down. Or at least that is what I am telling myself. Now that is not to confuse you just how I simply see the situation.

So who are you rooting for the nice guy or Josh? The nice guy did take me out on a good date. We did have fun. My mother tells me that maybe he was just nervous about everything and that is what’s going on. Don’t think I tell my mother everything but if a guy comes to take me out on a date and I say it isn’t going to happen again she is going to put in her input. It’s a mothers thing I guess. She knows nothing about Josh. Goodness privacy people. I don’t know do you guys really think he is simply nervous. He is extremely conservative, maybe a little sheltered and no used to girls like me. I don’t mean to sound conceded but I am kind of a rare girl with the way I think and talk if you couldn’t tell by being inside my mind!

But yeah are you sick of hearing my thoughts and just want to see where things go with Josh and the nice guy? I figured.

Phone Call

“Hello.” Waking up with a morning groggy voice to answer the phone. Didn’t even check the id.

“Kelly, hey is this a bad time?”

Yes. “No, what’s up?”

“I just wanted to explain myself from the other night. Would you be free to grab coffee later?” Who is this? Oh wow nice guy. Right. What does he need to explain? Why is he calling me? Oh right caused I got angry about his asking me about drinking. Why the hell would he ask me about that? He’s crazy. This will be interesting to hear what he has to say.

“First what is today?”

“Saturday.”

“Okay I should be. What time?” Give me time to wake up shower.

“Does two work?”

“What time is it now?”

“It is noon.”

“That should give me time to shower and get out of bed. Where?”

“This twenty questions?”

“Good sir do you want to meet for coffee?”

“Yes.”

“Then yes it’ll be twenty question since you are to make the plans and I simply show up. If not then I will return to my slumber and will see you when I see you.”

“Alright. I hear you. Two in coffee shop on the corner of glen and oak. That work for you Ms. Who Enjoy Her Slumber?”

“Yes. I might be fifteen minutes late though” give a pause for him to sign in his mind but not enough time to respond, “kidding. Now jumping in the shower so bye!”

“Your crazy. See you soon.” Now lets get some banging music for me to shower to and some adorable sweats so it does not look like I’m trying but makes my ass look awesome for him to wonder why on earth he would ever talk to me the way he did. Nahh not worth him wanting me more. Just jeans and boring top.

Oh crap I’m suppose to meet Josh later! Was that this afternoon?! Well nice guy best be quick so I can make it to Josh’s. Guess you’ll be getting a more dressed up look then you were expecting. Enjoy it.

Reality

  Has my head back handed you enough? Yes these are different days. The one with Josh and I was before the date I had with the nice guy. I know my brain jambles around and maybe you realized what was going on but who freakin’ knows. But this is my story. The Kelly story. This is my life. And now here I am, it is the end of the week. I have not seen either one of them and I am about to see both of them. Together. No friend to take with me. Going solo to a party with no clue what to expect. I could go and talk to the nice guy, but who wants to lead anyone on. Or I could talk to Josh and see what happens.

I could take longer to get ready. That would really delay things. That wouldn’t be right. But before telling you about life now, we should get back to how I got here.

Ride Home

“Again sorry about the movies being sold out.”

“Oh no it’s fine. I am just exhausted.” I truly am. I barely sleep anymore and I was at work all day.

“I understand. I’m tired too.” Yeah if only I was not only physically tired. Tired of this conversation and just want to run home. It is not too far of a run. Wait that’s too obvious. “Thank you again for going out with me.”

“Oh no problem.” No problem? Did I seriously just say that? At least he knows the way back to my house so I am not that strained for making a conversation. I guess this shouldn’t really go anywhere. Just get me home. It is only a quick drive. Oh there is my street. You have not looked this good in a long time. So close. I can’t just run out of the car that is simply awkward. “Okay well thank you again for getting me.”

“It’s no problem. And for the final thing in this evening which I have never done before.” Oh God please don’t be a kiss, please don’t be a kiss.

“Umm, what?”

“Walking you to your door.”

“Ohh. Well front door is always locked and we don’t have a key for it.”

“That’s fine.” I will not kiss you! This could seriously be awkward!

“Kelly?” Okay why did I just hear Josh. “Kelly!” I turn and see him pulling into my drive way.

“Who’s that?” Nice guy, so sweet. Now worlds are colliding.

“Friend from school. Thank you again for tonight sorry I have to deal with this.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay.”

“It would probably better if you leave.”

“Okay give me a call later.”

“Will do.” I just stand there as he makes his way back to his car and Josh gets out of his and starts walking towards me. This cannot be good.

Morning

For those of you who are the same page as me, I am one of those. Yes a morning person. I may not instantly be happy when I wake, however I am generally happy. Some days I pop right out of bed, others I may stretch and lay out, others I open my eyes and simply wonder how it is morning and what to do now. Then I will get up go about my morning business with brushing teeth and washing my face. You know the necessities to life to keep up hygenie and feel like a person rather than a disgusting slob that should not be let out into society. Lord knows there are to many ‘free sprits’ out there. However I am not one of those. I like to be a follower with that.

Any who then the hard part of the morning, what to freaking wear. It is that awkward time of year where you think you should be dressing warm simply because snow no longer exist however your still freezing your ass off. Go with typical jeans and cute top, now shoes. Boots can still happen. Uggs? Flats? Too cold. Sneakers? Nope ran this morning and so not going to be too crazy. Uggs to at least be comfortable. Of course it is not 7:30 and I still have to pack up all my stuff for class, get breakfast, water, and get in my car. Welp speeding to class I see. No matter what I will hit the three five traffic lights and two of them will be red. Just four classes and them home. Maybe I will grab a nap in my car to recharge from this lack of sleep. I am all done for being social but sleep used to be my friend.

Where was I, oh crap going to miss the turn for my school. Need to seriously where I am driving sometimes. Got all my stuff, food, water, now keys. Hopefully I locked my car. If not I am sure someone will try and jack my stuff. Oh class. Thank you professor for greeting me each morning. This class I used to be interested in and put my input until the professor learned so many names and would not remember mine no matter how many times I spoke. So over it. I wonder if anyone is awake enough on facebook. I cannot be the only awake sole. Even though people probably haven’t updated their statues.

“Hey Kel.” Sami says as he sits down for class. Looking the same as always but today he seems different. Goodness how I want that boy to get a real sweet girl. He’d be an amazing boy friend.

“Morning. How was your weekend?”

“You know, did my thing. Where were you.” Nodding his head in his gangster like way. One of the true reason I love Sami, gangster but total sweetheart.

“You know, ‘doing my thanng’.” We both giggle. “Nahh seriously just chilled with some people, nothing too crazy.” That is one thing that is nice. My life can go to complete crap but friends are always grounded and wont do anything ridiculous. Well maybe a little ridiculous.

“Your doing it again.”

Snapping back to reality. “Doing what?”

“Talking to yourself. You use to be better at covering it up. You must be stressed out.”

“Oh. Didn’t even realize how much I have actually been talking to myself. Stressed yes. Handling it, not so much. Working on it.” I smile to not show how truly embarrassed I am. It is one thing to be caught by a stranger, I will never see them again. But in class talking to a friend. Fail. I should at least be paying attention to what they’re saying.

“What’s been going on?”

“Nothing. Work, school, family. You know. The works. What about with you?”

“Kelly, come one-”

“Class it’s eight so I guess we should start.” Yes professor you begins while I write random things that are written on the board and we shall continue on with this relationship.