Beartooth

I've been feeling very free lately. The last week especially. I've seen my friends and had an amazing time, not feeling the slightest of worry or pressure. Last Saturday was Warped Tour. Andrea, Daniel, Josh, and I spent the entire day together. I picked Daniel and Andrea up in the morning and spent the ride out to the venue laughing and talking and bullshitting. We ended up getting there late, but no one minded too much. We saw a bunch of different bands, bought over priced food, and of course got some merch. There was one moment in particular that stuck with me though. My mom has told me before that if I ever get severely injured, think of a specific moment in time and put yourself there. Remember the smell and feeling and sound and the little details. We were all up on a raised platform above the crowds to see a band perform. We were all watching and enjoying the atmosphere. It was that moment that I decided I would remember. I took note of the sun on my face, the gentle breeze through my hair, the slight tug on my right ear from an earring blowing in the wind, my chest pounding with the deep vibrations of music, the distinct smell of marijuana in the distance, and the freedom my soul felt. I closed my eyes and just focused on the moment. I had my friends and boyfriend around me. I was happy. We eventually moved on and left later in the day. We all stopped by Wendy's for some fast food and ate in the car. We dropped everyone at home, then headed home ourselves. Due to plans with my family the next day, I couldn't stay the night. By the time I got home it was around 1am, and I was exhausted.
On Wednesday, I saw Gurmeet. He got an internship, so we will no longer be coworkers. However, we vowed to keep in touch no matter what. He's that typical gay best friend that you check out guys on tinder with and gossip about mutual friends. We saw a movie together, then went out for an early dinner. He and I ended up at a 5Below right next to where we work, and got matching key covers to symbolize our friendship. It's stupid and silly and doesn't make much sense, but it made us happy. Losing him at work is going to be difficult. We would always mock each other and compete for the highest ranking in the store for company credit cards. Seeing him on the schedule when I got to work made me happier and more excited to work. I hope he comes back, but at the same time I'm happy he found something better for himself. I know one day I'll be leaving too, but I genuinely love my job and most of the people I work with. I'm a senior cashier and top performer for the store. I like being a big fish in a little pond, but it'll be different without my partner in crime.

Interestingly Insane

The last 36 hours of my life were insane. Fun, but insane. Daniel and Andrea came with me to Josh's house on Friday and we planned a sleepover. We all wanted to hang out and eat and drink and have fun, so we did. When we first got there, the pool was first on the agenda. We spent a couple hours in and around the pool just laughing and hanging out in the sun. The big event we had planned for the evening was to make our own weed brownies. Daniel doesn't do weed but he was cool with us doing our thing. So I made canna-oil and whipped up the brownies. While they cooled, we all went out food shopping to get dinner. We picked out some stuff and went home to cook. Andrea made an amazing meal (which I helped with). Then the fun started. Andrea, Josh, and I decided to have a brownie. All was going fine till it started to hit Andrea. She said she felt dizzy and then as Daniel tried walking her to a bed, she fainted and had a literal seizure. She's struggled with them for a while, but I've never seen it happen in person. Since it was starting to hit me too, I didn't comprehend the seriousness of the situation. I was calm and we handled it, and she's fine now. It was pretty intense trying to deal with a seizing person while in the middle of being hit with an insane high. Turns out, apparently edibles trigger shit for her. Now we know. But once she was in bed and good to go, it started to hit Josh. I barely remember what went on for the following hours but apparently it was pretty entertaining according to Daniel. Josh and I decided to turn in around midnight to go to sleep because we were both too high to function. I made the brownies WAY too strong. So I start getting Josh into bed then have a feeling I'm going to throw up. I run to the bathroom to start puking, and I leave Josh in midair (in a lift) since we were in the middle of going from chair to bed. Daniel heard the commotion and helped us out. I have no idea how, but we somehow got into bed and I was out like a light. The next morning I felt groggy and hungover. I've never had a hangover from getting high, but it's bad. I still feel weird and it's been over 12 hours since I ingested the brownie. Anyway, we got all of our shit together and cleaned up, then left to head home. After missing our first bus due to a bathroom emergency, we were on our way. All 3 of us were falling asleep on the bus, and I know Josh was too back at his house. We made it back home and split up. We're all seeing each other next weekend for Warped Tour too so I'm looking forward to that as well. I have a very small group of friends, but they really are my world. I'm thankful to finally have the time and abilities to see them. It makes it extra special since they love my boyfriend too. All in all, my summer has been fun. It's been interesting, but definitely fun.