Showing posts with label Shannon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shannon. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Paranormal Activity

The movie.

Me and Shannon had talked a bit this morning, planned on watching the sequel tonight.

... Except, I got a text a little bit ago where Shannon decided to tell me that she can't do it tonight because she'll be with Brandon the rest of the afternoon.

I'm her best friend and she dropped our plans? What the HELL

I was thinking of going to the theater anyways, to spite her... But only losers go to a theater alone. Maybe I'll stay home and watch fucking Lion King.

Monday, October 25, 2010

The Mysteries of Shannon

 Well, I appreciate the comments, even if some of you decide to give me some odd cryptic advice. Celie, I'll answer your questions, as they lead into what I wanted to say.

First off, about Brandon, no I have not been around him enough to make much of a judgment, but Shannon tells me he's AMAZING. We've talked a few times and I never got much of a bad vibe from him. I know her word can't always be fact, but I honestly see no harm from the guy.

I have thought about it, really, but he just did not exactly sound like who was on the phone. I just figured, who else but Brandon would be looking for her? However, it could have been a classmate, some random friend... The thing is, Shannon usually tells me fucking EVERYTHING and if there was any friend of her's... I would probably know who he is!

If anyone had been in the house as I slept, they didn't do anything that I fucking noticed. Should I ask Diane if she noticed anything?

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense that Shannon is simply setting me up for some joke, or perhaps she is just hiding something silly. She is usually NEVER like this, avoiding subjects with me and not returning some of my calls. She's almost totally ignoring me even though I'm her fucking best friend! So yes, she is acting a little off, but I wouldn't use the word irritable. Heck, maybe she's just having a bitchy month and figures we need space or some shit.

As for the flu, the only person I know who's had the flu in the last few months is Diane, and she's been uncharacteristically nice lately.

So the only real mysterious thing is either: What is Shannon hiding?
Or: What is Shannon planning?

She probably checks the blog still, sees that I'm posting. So she will probably read this...

Whatever, I'll just keep badgering her about it.

And as for my email... I suppose that was a bit damn harsh, but, really I am still not very comfortable with talking much here. It's nice to see some consistent commentators, really, but I don't feel the need to bother with anything beyond this web page.

I suppose I just need to ease into it more, yes?

Sunday, October 24, 2010

I've calmed down

Really, I have.

I talked with Diane a bit about Paul this morning. Really, there was nothing I could have done before and there is nothing I can do now. Who I should really be mad at is the fucking doctors that let him slip out.

... How is that even possible? Are they THAT FUCKING STUPID that they would let a goddamn mental patient walk out of their clinic?

Paul isn't Michael Myers, this isn't a fucking slasher film. What happened should not have happened. It was some mighty fine incompetence on the doctors' part.

His family is of course, not happy either. They think I had something to do with it, or something. Fuck them.

As for the phone call I mentioned. It was a few days ago, I answered the phone and some dipshit who couldn't help but whisper was asking for Shannon. I assumed it was Brandon. I told him she wasn't home at the time, as she had gone out with Diane.

And what did he say? "Good, you're home alone. I'll be right over."

Then he fucking hung up.

Thankfully, no one showed up that night.

I don't even know if that WAS Brandon, I feel no need to contact the guy and obviously Shannon didn't think much of it. It was just really stupid and it annoyed the FUCK out of me because I started thinking that Shannon was the one behind it. If it was a Halloween joke, the guy COULD have said something more creepy, like, "I'm coming over to cut you up."

... Or something like that.

God, disappearing friends who just happened to have gone insane and mysterious phone calls. This really is a fucking slasher film.