So my sister was pregnant, and that began to create a lot of anxiety and tension in the Nettuno household. Leading up to this baby was not pretty. For one my mom would run to the phone(literally run) every time it rang, and would not take my advice of moving the portable phone to where ever she would be sitting. Also some people in our lives try to be prophetic and just throw out random dates, well I was not going to accept any of that so I was inwardly spiting all these people, praying the opposite of whatever day they said. Because my family does not have enough to argue/debate about my youngest sister tried to be one of these prophetic people because and I quote here "she knows about babies and can just feel it." So me and my father (instead of supporting her) started making bets against her. Anyway all the prophesied dates past, my mom had cleaned pretty much everything in the house, so it was time for this baby to come...
I had gone to the beach that day and as always had not applied the proper amount of sunscreen so I was burned pretty much everywhere and I fell asleep rather quickly that night trying to situate myself in a way that did not hurt. I had been completely knocked out when my door burst open and I hear my mother scream she is having the baby we got to go NOW! Here is the situation when I look at the clock and see that it is only 1:30 "NOW" is not something I can just produce. So my mom and my dad leave and I am to take me and maureen. This time I am told to "HURRY" and once again "hurry" is another one of those concepts that does not register until much later in the day(and sometimes not even then). Due to my sunburn clothing options are limited so I end up in a dress that is way to short but I am validated when Maureen comes out wearing something of equal length. And what seemed like an ok fashion statement at the time quickly proved otherwise, as it was now 2 am we are dressed like hookers, I have no gas and we are driving through the ghetto...yeah not so great. So I pull into one gas station and of course there is no gas there just a car full of creepers, so we vacate that one and try and make it to the next one. By the grace of God we did but it was definately sketch town USA out there. After the gas we make it to the hospital, we go inside and this is where my new favorite person Jim joins the story.Jim was a late night security guard, who you could tell wanted to be on the force but for what would become apparent later, he did not possess the skills.And he had his police mini scanner turned up so he could follow along. The dialouge is as follows.(I am not happy when I am tired so my tone during all of this probably is making him think I am about to pull a concealed weapon on him...I can't fake niceness at 2:15 am)
J: "Good morning how can I help you?"
D: "We need to go to labor and delivery."
J: "O are you seeing a patient?"
D:9in my mind i am thinking DUH why else would I say that)"yes we are here to see my sister"
J: (says this to my 14 yr old sister, without a hint of joking in his voice)how far along are you?"
D:(jim is not producing the results I want so my patience went from a 1 to a -5) "she is Not pregnant my sister is already up there we are trying to go see her..."
J: " O i just..." "it has been a long night"
D:" yeah NO"
J: "ok I am going to need to see some ID" (looks at Maureen) "I am guessing you do not have any?"(this was in a tone that he took due to her hooker dress I believe)
D:(in her defense and to let him know I was angry at him calling her pregnant)YEAH she is 14!"
J:(looks at Maureen) "O...wow..."
D:( I have had enough of jim by this point)
J:(to me now) " well are only like 19-20 yourself..."
D:(really I had NO idea how old I was in fact I was not coming to see my sister but to find out how old I was...!)
J: "has she had the baby yet?"
D: "probably by the time I get up there!"( yeah all politeness was lost too)
J: "well I am trying to get you up there as soon as I can"(Really Jim I feel like you are LYING)
J: (then he tries to call the third floor)"sorry that was the wrong number"
then he calls the real number and tells them that he has two people coming up to see...(he could not pronounce Bryan, what a surprise)so I assist him and then he asks the lady if she has had the baby yet and hangs up. He then says o she would not tell me if she had it yet. And I am just like give me the freaking sticker and I can find out for myself JIM!We finally make it up there and guess what in our lovely time with Jim, my sister had the baby. But luck for us my sister is semi crazy so I did not miss hearing her name, or seeing her. In waiting to see her me and Tori need snacks so we go and get some and think that getting that vending machine espresso will be a good idea too. Well we were WAY wrong and that caused me to dry heave and tori to throw up all over the pavement. We return victorious to the waiting room though because we purchased 15 cookies for 85 cents, and that was a steal.finally at 4 am we get to see the beautiful baby! what a night!
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
bands, burns, and bruises....
Warp tour is one thing that I really enjoy. If you were to look at it from an outsiders point of view you probably would not understand why, for a couple of reasons...there is like an hour long line you have to wait in, it is 98 degrees outside and you are outside...all day, there are a BUNCH of wanna be scene kids ranging from 14-17 that just make me want to rip out all their extensions, water costs more than at Disney, and at the end of the day you end up smelling and probably looking like a homeless person. But this is still an event that I cherish. Only thing is whenever I plan on doing something or there is a schedule something inevitably goes wrong.
Me and Tori set out at 9:45 to make this glorious trip and we make it in good time and then we hit the line that I was mentioned before. It was like 2 miles of traffic bumper to bumper just sitting there. So we sit in that for like 20 minutes and we begin think of ways to avoid this line and so idea number one was for me (in traffic) to stick myself out of the sunroof to see how close we are. So I do this and it does not exactly work because I can't see anything. So we risk it, and are going to try and get in through a different access point. This was a better idea but once again I find myself looking out the sunroof and we were still in some traffic. Now we have been there for about an hour and just about to make it into the parking lot when Tori says..."I hate everything right now, I am so pissed." I knew immediately what this meant...we forgot the tickets! So then we drive around calling her mother trying to figure out the best option and let's just say me and Tori should never be part of a brainstorming think tank or any career that involves planning. We finally decide to just drive back get the tickets and have her parents drive us back and drop us off(so we will end up looking like the scene kids I loathe so much lol). Tori just wants to make it back and so we are booking it down the 408 and it was that day I realized that aggressive drivers really do get their way. Because no one stayed in the left lane, everyone saw us coming and moved over immediately. But this caused anxiety in me, for it brought back the flashbacks of when I got pulled over because we were listening to TDWP(which I was too) and just barreling down the road. But she, unlike me, made it back without a ticket.
We get back and get our tickets and we are off, for the second time. When we get there Tori wants to be let out a little bit past the place but Reina says she doesn't like that idea because she feels like she is "letting out prostitutes" and yet the way they picked us up was having us wait on a street corner until they called us to walk over to their car. Personally I feel like that is more sketch. Anyway we are finally in, and the day just keeps getting better.
Well a couple of situations arose when it came to mosh pits, but all-in-all it ended well. During one set a mosh pit broke out right behind me and some kid like landed on my ankle and his shoe scrapped off a layer of my skin, let's just say I was not too happy about this. Then during another set I found myself right in the middle of one and all you do in that situation is go with the flow, so I was moshing but ever looking for a way out, that is when Tori yanks on the back of my top and pulls me out, saying "you should have seen your face." Crowd surfers were not as much of a problem this year because I kept an eye out for them, unlike last time where out of no where some guys crotch dropped on my face knocking me down. But the lead singer from Breathe Carolina nearly killed Tori, for he decided to crowd surf with his microphone which the cord tangled itself around her twice. (he wasn't the brightest because at the end of the set he jumped off the stage with a surf board and it did not end that well). Also during the Breathe Carolina set I got mauled by a bunch of 13 yr olds when the other singer came down because apparently everyone needs to touch him. But the main situation that needs to be addressed is the new form of moshing...or lack there of. Basically all people do is create a circle and run as fast as they can around and around and around...all I can say is LAME! I mean that is the most retarded thing and it happened at like every show. But it is all good because no longer do I have to feel self-conscience thinking that people are looking at me thinking who is that girl, they can now all advert their attention to the losers running around.
Now whenever I go somewhere that has alcohol it always gets spilled on me. ALWAYS! But I thought I was going to be lucky because I made it all day with out a single drop, but I was wrong. At the last show out of no where someone throws a whole cup of beer up in the air and it lands all over me, not just sprinkling me, but coating me in a glorious layer of nasty. So the day is now officially over, until I am waiting outside for our ride and someone drives by and throws more beer on me from their car...now the day is over, and I get to enter the car as stated before looking and smelling like a bum. At the hotel we are very tired and entering in the stage where nothing matters, and yet everything is funny. And this is not good because we end up barefoot and gross looking in the lobby looking around for the pool, and then at the pool laughing like the drunks we inadvertently smell like. Tori forgot to take of her eye makeup and we get into a situation with some 12yr old boys who are totally freaked out and have no idea what to do, one asks if he can use his squirt gun to get it off, I am laughing so hard, but don't want them to hear so I go under water but that i not smart cause then I loose control and start to drown. The kids then try to tell us how one of them can't talk to girls and the other is called a "man hoe" back home. So we get away from that situation, but then the pool closes and we have no towels so we have to wait with the security as he calls us some in asap. Sleep does not come till late that night which was not a smart choice because my sister decided to go into what she thought was labor that morning. So we had to get up early due to all the phone calls, but turns out it was not labor...we were not too happy about this. So the whole day was eventful as life always is, and now I have a very awkward sunburn that needs to be addressed.
Me and Tori set out at 9:45 to make this glorious trip and we make it in good time and then we hit the line that I was mentioned before. It was like 2 miles of traffic bumper to bumper just sitting there. So we sit in that for like 20 minutes and we begin think of ways to avoid this line and so idea number one was for me (in traffic) to stick myself out of the sunroof to see how close we are. So I do this and it does not exactly work because I can't see anything. So we risk it, and are going to try and get in through a different access point. This was a better idea but once again I find myself looking out the sunroof and we were still in some traffic. Now we have been there for about an hour and just about to make it into the parking lot when Tori says..."I hate everything right now, I am so pissed." I knew immediately what this meant...we forgot the tickets! So then we drive around calling her mother trying to figure out the best option and let's just say me and Tori should never be part of a brainstorming think tank or any career that involves planning. We finally decide to just drive back get the tickets and have her parents drive us back and drop us off(so we will end up looking like the scene kids I loathe so much lol). Tori just wants to make it back and so we are booking it down the 408 and it was that day I realized that aggressive drivers really do get their way. Because no one stayed in the left lane, everyone saw us coming and moved over immediately. But this caused anxiety in me, for it brought back the flashbacks of when I got pulled over because we were listening to TDWP(which I was too) and just barreling down the road. But she, unlike me, made it back without a ticket.
We get back and get our tickets and we are off, for the second time. When we get there Tori wants to be let out a little bit past the place but Reina says she doesn't like that idea because she feels like she is "letting out prostitutes" and yet the way they picked us up was having us wait on a street corner until they called us to walk over to their car. Personally I feel like that is more sketch. Anyway we are finally in, and the day just keeps getting better.
Well a couple of situations arose when it came to mosh pits, but all-in-all it ended well. During one set a mosh pit broke out right behind me and some kid like landed on my ankle and his shoe scrapped off a layer of my skin, let's just say I was not too happy about this. Then during another set I found myself right in the middle of one and all you do in that situation is go with the flow, so I was moshing but ever looking for a way out, that is when Tori yanks on the back of my top and pulls me out, saying "you should have seen your face." Crowd surfers were not as much of a problem this year because I kept an eye out for them, unlike last time where out of no where some guys crotch dropped on my face knocking me down. But the lead singer from Breathe Carolina nearly killed Tori, for he decided to crowd surf with his microphone which the cord tangled itself around her twice. (he wasn't the brightest because at the end of the set he jumped off the stage with a surf board and it did not end that well). Also during the Breathe Carolina set I got mauled by a bunch of 13 yr olds when the other singer came down because apparently everyone needs to touch him. But the main situation that needs to be addressed is the new form of moshing...or lack there of. Basically all people do is create a circle and run as fast as they can around and around and around...all I can say is LAME! I mean that is the most retarded thing and it happened at like every show. But it is all good because no longer do I have to feel self-conscience thinking that people are looking at me thinking who is that girl, they can now all advert their attention to the losers running around.
Now whenever I go somewhere that has alcohol it always gets spilled on me. ALWAYS! But I thought I was going to be lucky because I made it all day with out a single drop, but I was wrong. At the last show out of no where someone throws a whole cup of beer up in the air and it lands all over me, not just sprinkling me, but coating me in a glorious layer of nasty. So the day is now officially over, until I am waiting outside for our ride and someone drives by and throws more beer on me from their car...now the day is over, and I get to enter the car as stated before looking and smelling like a bum. At the hotel we are very tired and entering in the stage where nothing matters, and yet everything is funny. And this is not good because we end up barefoot and gross looking in the lobby looking around for the pool, and then at the pool laughing like the drunks we inadvertently smell like. Tori forgot to take of her eye makeup and we get into a situation with some 12yr old boys who are totally freaked out and have no idea what to do, one asks if he can use his squirt gun to get it off, I am laughing so hard, but don't want them to hear so I go under water but that i not smart cause then I loose control and start to drown. The kids then try to tell us how one of them can't talk to girls and the other is called a "man hoe" back home. So we get away from that situation, but then the pool closes and we have no towels so we have to wait with the security as he calls us some in asap. Sleep does not come till late that night which was not a smart choice because my sister decided to go into what she thought was labor that morning. So we had to get up early due to all the phone calls, but turns out it was not labor...we were not too happy about this. So the whole day was eventful as life always is, and now I have a very awkward sunburn that needs to be addressed.
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