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took action, some drama, and KP.
Good afternoon my loyal readers! How are you all doing today? I'm doing okay. First things first, the most recent thing. Last night, I proved my belief that I am a true friend. How? Picture this: 10:30 last night, my grandmother is about to head off to bed and I was planning to head online again, but lo and behold, the doorbell rang. I turned on the porchlight, looked out through the peep hole and saw a blond ish figure wearing black looking down. It was Virginia. For those readers, who do not know who Virginia, she's been around since my pre-KP days, my pre-Dland Diary days, my pre-Shane days, my pre-Nick Carter days, and even my pre-Golden Girls days. She and I have known each other since Middle school, meeting in 6th grade. More on that later. I opened the door, and she asked to use the phone. I said "Of course," without a second thought and pulled her into the house, grabbing thr phone from it's thing and going into the closed garage. I didn't know what to think. I mean, Virginia was on my doorstep at 10:30 at night, crying, what am I supposed to think. I'm not gonna tell you what was going through my mind, because it was too horrible. So, she gets on the phone and started talking to some of her friends, and I find out the story that way, as I'm sitting in a chair in the table: she had gotten into a horrible argument with her sister, and her mother backed her sister up and she didn't want to go home because she was afraid she would do something she didn't want to do. She was planning on running away, I told her, "I can't tell you want to do, I can only support you in whatever decision you plan to make." So, she calls a couple of friends, and one of them decides to let her stay at his house for the night; on the couch. She calls her family to let them know not to worry, and that she'll be back tomorrow and we go outside to wait for her ride. We're standing outside, me in my slippers and sleep clothes and my jacket and her fully dressed talking. We both cried, we talked about our past together, which has been rocky, as I've always kind of... bullied her, but I've always cared about her. And I told her that. It was... unnerving to say the least. But, believe me, if she hadn't been able to find a place, I would have let her stay at my house. Any good friend would have done that. That's what Kim did in Bad Boy when Ron was putting up with evil cousin Shawn. I think I handled it really well considering it was so late, and I'm proud of myself, because I proved my belief true. And not only that, I think Kim Possible would have been proud. I really do, I mean, I can honestly say I handled the crisis as well as she would have. Just Say the word. ;) Anyways, to my newer readers, Virginia was there for me through middle school, 3 of the roughest years of my life. I know she's a survivor; especially if she survived that middle school. She was there for me when I going through the Nick Carter thing (all I had to do last night was mention that and she started to laugh, thus stop crying), the Shane stuff, Vanessa and I's friendship breaking up, middle school in general and more. I mean, I owed her one, and I think I paid back my debt. I truly am proud of myself. And it made me realize how lucky I am for my own family. I mean, we're not perfect but at least we're not like... Katrina and Virginia Blaker. I mean, Katrina's one of the worst people I have ever met. I'd name the other people, but, I'd rather not give them recognition, let's just say that they are just like Bonnie Rockwaller. But, you know how Vanessa has said that she thought that I was like Ron and she was Kim? Well, Virginia's always been like Ron, whilst I've been Kim. I was the stronger one. And, plus, I never really liked Virginia's family (which was the same for Ron, ironically). My God, my life parallels Kim Possible. So, church was rather good. I mean, the sermon had a little bit to do with forgiveness, which I still have trouble with. I'm not a forgiving person, I believe that certain things, such as betrayal and all crimes against anybody are not to be forgiven. I mean, it took me two years to forgive Vanessa what she did. But, I digress, there was a 6 year old in the pew ahead of us who was just so cute and I prayed for my friends (ironically, hours later, Virginia was at my door). I studied a little bit for the THEA. No biggie. I watched Gorilla Fist and Team Impossible around 3 pm yesterday. I was like, "how does Kim have the patience to deal with Ron?" I mean, all the shit that she has to put up with. Our Kimberly Ann Possible has the patience of a saint. I see why I admire her so much, she's my inspiration, she's my idol, she's the one I want to be like the most. Anyways. That's enough excitement for you readers for today, stay tuned for the next exciting adventure of me. ;) Thought/Quote of the day: "It is a pleasure to have finally met you after knowing you some three years. Between you and Ron, I think I owe my life to the two of you."-- Kim Possible, to Wade Load, Kim Possible: The Impossible Niceness Word of the day: hangnail Hakuna Matata. |
