I NEED TO MOVE THE FUCK AWAY

[ebyru]

SO I wrote my thoughts in my phone
when I was forced from the comfort of my bed that I wasn't sleeping in
so I could be moved to a bus, that I also could not sleep in

here is the story of WHY



  WELL.

The norm for my building is for my neighbours (girl and her bf) below me to have some fight at 1am on Friday morning.
So they were doing that, or so me and my mother thought.

Then my mom rushes into my room and says the bf is actually being pummeled in the middle of the street.
Which I thought KARMA, because usually he is the one hurting his gf in her house.

But anyways. That happened at 1am.
then someone runs into the apartment, someone who is not the bf
and the bf's stuff is in the middle of the street for some reason
And I hear the neighbour crying, and saying OMG OMG

then there are police EVERYWHERE. EVERYWHERE.
And my street is blocked off in all directions.

It's surprisingly quiet for a while, until the police realize the 'suspect' is in the apartment
and he, whoever, refuses to come out. So they bang for like 2hrs on the door--guess they didn't have a permit
And besides, my neighbour has kids, so they thought he was keeping her and them hostage

At 4am when he still refuses to come out, they evacuate my building.
Oh yes, and I'm so prepared to be shipped off somewhere around the block into an empty bus just for us.

So, we get outside
and the police come see us and say the bf has been stabbed
and he's in crit condition in the hospital
and if he dies, we will need to testify or some shit.
As if I even know them or saw what happened

so at 5am I'm sitting in an empty bus with all my neighbours
waiting for SWAT to arrive and convince the dude to come out
and all I have is my cellphone
so naturally I type up all the updates I can think of

it's 5.30 am and all I'm thinking is how irritated I am that they made us leave our kitties inside with those crazy people
what if they shot through the wall and hit my babies!?

Oh, and before I got into the bus, a news crew was trying to get an interview with me. That was at 5.30am

6 am -- still awake -- still not able to rest
and the effects of my medication are in full effect -- making my spine practically burn with pain

at 6.30 I tell my mom I'm in pain AND IM HUNGRY
Luckily there are a lot of breakfast places around.

7am. In a restaurant, drinking really strong coffee (waitress gave it, didnt ask if I wanted tea)
I'm never going to sleep again --is what I was thinking
And also that my tongue tastes/feels like sandpaper I hate coffee

My breakfast comes at 7.15 ish
Potatoes, free slice of bacon (the waitress said 'heres a free treat'), orange slices, banana cuts, and melon slices.
She also gave me an extra pancake I could not finish.

It's 8am when I get back to the bus.
Still waiting. But the investigator tells us we can go back inside soon.
And I'm rolling around in the bus in pain because of coffee (I'm kind of allergic), too much food too early and the medications' effects on my muscles/joints.

8.10am a GIANT police officer comes into the bus and says we can go back in the building.
But he is going to escort us and 'dont touch anything!'
and also, we can't leave until they're done their investigations. <_<

I wake up at noon for SOME FUCKIN REASON
muscle/joints still sore, and stomach protesting the overload of coffee

It is now 1pm. So basically I got 4 hours sleep. Glorious Saturday, innit?


FML.