What a Fucking Night. - Lauren

When something bad happens dad gets this particular sound in his voice. I don't hear it often, but when I do I know that's when it's really bad. It's this high pitched sound, usually attached to a 'what' when he hears. he simply can't understand why something is the way it is, and you can hear it in his voice. I heard that sound tonight. Let me explain...

Went to bed at 12:30 totally exhausted from the awesome concert I went to see last night.
Too tired for choir practice the next morning, decide that I'm going to sleep in and stay until normal school time.
But lo and behold, 4:30 AM Who other to wake me up by banging on the door than his mom. She proceeds to apologize for waking me and tells me that Jim and Patrick were joyriding in a stolen car (my uncle's car) and were chased by the cops up to 120 miles an hour and hit a guardrail. She proceeds to further tell me that Patrick is in the hospital and Jim, my wonderful brother, ran from the cops. He was texting her with Patrick's phone, but that was all, and she knew she had to tell us. I of course get the fun job of waking dad up and telling him this lovely news.

This is when Dad gets the sound in his voice. We're all outside trying to figure out what to do and how to do it, considering we can't get ahold of him. All we know is that he passed Sam Bass and hopped a bunch of barbed wire fences so his hands are all torn up. We know there was blood, but Jim being a 16 year old, 'knows some medical stuff, so he's okay'. Dumbass wasn't wearing a seatbelt. Dad called Jarrett, the defuser and detective for the austin police department - our kindly cop friend who Jim trusts, and we sent Jim his number. Jim (thank god) called him, and Jarrett got his location out of him and got him to stay there, he got him fixated on just wanting to get back to his own warm bed instead of running. Dad's on his way to get him. Julie went home (her mother and daughter were in the car with her, having come from the hospital with patrick). I get to sit and wait, and wait until bryan wakes up and I get to tell him Jim stole and wrecked his car, and try to calm him down. I'd rather be anywhere else.

And of course, it's five in the fucking morning so no one is awake for me to tell this too, so I'm talking to the blog. Hi blog, how are you? Feeling Bloggy today? well that's dandy. Me? Oh i'm just shaking and just as worried as anyone else, but i get to sit and play the waiting game. Oh that sounds fun does it? do I detect some sarcasm? I think I do. Well bloggy... I think I'm going to put something on netflix and eat some mini wheats if I can and try to calm down, and hope someone wakes up. Thanks for listening dear bloggy. Oh, no, I don't think I'll be going to sleep.

Life, For now - Lauren

So on Monday I went to Highland mall with Nilsa and Francesca, it was supposed to be a reunion of camp people... But the boys never showed up, so it was a girl's reunion. It was a lot of fun, a bit strange in the conversation flow, we would go from high pitched obnoxious laughter that chased everyone away from our awesomeness, to really deep important conversations. And it would fluctuate like that all day. P= The girls made me get my first casual dress since I was little (purplish pink and blackins gray tye-dye with a waistband in the middle - sale 7 bucks. XD), and my first pair of skinny jeans (white with gray kinda zebra stripes, but not really, and carefully planned rips - sale for 10 bucks lol.) I liked them both, but they insisted. XD Nilsa even said about the pants when I had tried them on with another shirt that the reason I hadn't gotten a date yet was because I didn't have that outfit. XD I didn't get the shirt, I firmly believe I need to be skinnier before I wear something that tight. =X but it was a fun day. Then instead of the movie we had planned on we retired to Nilsa's house, and we watched Ponyo which is an adorable movie. Then we were sad cuz Francesca went home, and she's moving to florida in a couple of days, and it's sad. Y-Y I ended up spending the night cuz by the time i got ahold of my dad it was late and he didn't want to get me, so I slept over and we had a strange semi-photoshoot cuz we felt like it. That was my first sleepover with Nilsa, and my first this summer. XD It was really fun, I had a great time.

Do you know that feeling where you know bad things happen in the world. They exist, you read stories about them. But... Until it happens to someone you know it never really sinks in how awful they are. I was in a weird mood all day yesterday because it was sinking in. Now nothing actually happened to my friend, but almost, and it's pretty damn scary to think about.

And now my dad just found a bag of my mothers makeup, (he asked me to take what I wanted and throw the rest away) and is clearly going to be in a weird mood all day and I still haven't gotten up the guts to increase his stress level even higher and tell him i found out my brother's sneaking out at night to go see his secret girlfriend... What am I to do..? =(

Bittersweet - Lauren

It's always sad when a friend leaves. I have a friend who's moving to Florida in a few days, and yesterday was probably the last day the three of us will hang out. See, we like to go on adventures. We went to Barton Springs then adventured around Austin. It was really fun. =D But, it's bittersweet. I'm really going to miss these when he moves. Montanna and I have to find a new third who can drive us around, but it won't be the same. I'm gonna miss him. =( He's coming back to visit in December, but still. I hate that anytime I get close to someone new they tend to just leave. >> It's sad, and it sucks.

On another note... Almost Potter Camp! =D