clowns

if anyone had any questions as to whether or not janelle was nice, the answer is a resounding no! i want to post the pictures of the atrocities that were done to me but they are a bit freaky. pure evil. all this was AFTER i totally helped her load and secure her things in the back of her truck and almost cry every time i thought about her leaving. then i got up to bid her farewell at 5 on the morning (or 6) and all about was clown paraphernalia. i am freaked out by clowns and all things clown. they are just not right in the world. they shouldn't be a part of anything so if you ever have a party with a clown, count me out. or if there is a horse lying down or if it is dark. it was horrible to wake up to a waking nightmare. then it continued throughout the day as i found little clown thins everywhere. i stumbled out of my room into the bright lights of the living room and there was matt in clown glasses and nose. then they went on their way and i got ready for work and as i slid the shower curtain closed, there was the freakiest clown staring at me. i threw it on the floor where it remained, face down, until kelli picked it up a few days later. i refused to touch it. then i did not discover my car until after work because i take the metro. so i got in the car to go to mark's house and there were clowns EVERYWHERE. i couldn't touch ANYTHING. so i gingerly drove to mark's where he removed all traces of clowns. freakiest drive of my life. however, i did tuck the clown pinata into darin's bed and that was fun. he is now a close friend of darin's and is named darby. i am facing my fears in a big way with these pictures but they are kind of funny.

the hate text i had to send after all the creepiness went down. boy am i glad she is gone (sniff, sniff)