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| 0x-FwAh-Em-ChAn-x0 (profile) wrote, on 7-19-2004 at 2:27pm | |
| Current mood: Distressed, drained, strained, pained, scared, bla Music: Buzzing.. neeeeeh Subject: The Great Chase |
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| Meh... Still trying to cool off from what happened. Lemme explain it in EM-O-VISION! .. And it's not pretty. Okay, so Jess, Dee, and I ride our bikes, right? We ride to Faye's, say hi, look around, and are on our way. The ride through the gravel path was fine, but when we get out of that, onto the paved stuff, I knew from the start something bad was ganna happen. We rode into the thing acrost the street and swerved about. I felt something on the back of my head, in-between my pigtails, so I scratch at it. We rode a bit more, and I get another itch, so I scratch at it! It itches again, so I put my fingers around it and pull, and GUESS WHAT THE HELL IT WAS!!!!! If you guessed something other than bee, you are stupid. I high-tailed it right out of there! There're a lot of hills, and the pedals of my bike would pretty much pedal themselves. I'd try to go faster, but my foot slipped off! It got caught between the road and the pedal. It scraped up my heel, but I didn't find that 'til I got home. The fucking thing was still chasing me, and by this time, I'm hyper-ventilating on a fucking bike. I'm still going, and the wasp circled me, so I tried to go even faster. I almost toppled off my bike head first! I didn't see the thing, later learning I was about a meter or 2 away x.X;; So I turned around, trying to pedal EVEN FASTER! Still going! I was sobbing, screaming out I wasn't going to live, 'cause my heart was spasming, and I was gasping for breath. I got closer and closer, growing weaker and weaker, and finally, FINALLY, I get home. I dropped the bike, ran as fast as I could, which wasn't fast at all, took a few more steps, and collapsed. I was sobbing on the floor, twitching and shaking, too weak to even sit up. My gramma came and cottled me a bit, my two cousins sitting, watching. My hands are still shaking, and I still feel things in my hair, I hate it. My ankle's kinda scratched up, and I only have one sock on, and my heart hurts. I wanna go home. I wanna hide in my room. I wanna see my mom. I'm gonna fucking cry again! Maybe I should go be alone for a while, to stop twitching. Well, there's my excitement, other than I hacked my hair off. If you want a chunk of Emily's lovely locks, leave a comment with your address. There's only one, so hurry! Also includes: A magnificent Ziploc(C)(TM)(C)(C)(TM) Bag(TM)(TM)(TM)(C)!! Luvvles T.T;; "You're cute, but not THAT cute" |
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A-Demons-Angel | 07-20-04 3:10pm o.O;;;;
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0x-FwAh-Em-ChAn-x0 | Re:, 07-20-04 10:28pm You can laugh.. ._.;; It's not uncommon. I hate this phobia, it's so limiting, and the bees are even pursuing me still! As insomnia! I keep hearing buzzing >.<; And I can't fall asleep.
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A-Demons-Angel | Re: Re:, 07-20-04 10:34pm Um.... Sure?
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| Anonymous | 07-20-04 10:58pm Aww ~picks up a flower~ Feel better.
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