I haven’t written in a minute, and I really don’t have anything to say. About my self. However, I would like to take this time to write about the phone call I got from my best friend Olivia later last night. Fist off, I didn’t answer her call because my phone was on vibrate and I didn’t hear it. She left a voice mail and it kind of went something like this…”Hey Jac, It’s Live, I have some pretty big news to tell you. It’s kind of late so I don’t expect you to call me back tonight, so I’ll call you when I get out of class tomorrow. But you have hear this. It’s kind of like, bad news, but yeah, It’s really big, and you won’t be happy about it.” But oh Contraire my lovely best friend.
I call her back immediately, and only because her tone was more than slightly excited through that entire message. I had to know this horrible. This is our conversation:
Live: Hello?
Me: Hey!
Live: What’s up?
Me: Big news?
Live: Oh right, so you know Sam right?
Me: Yes.
Live: Well, Sam goes to Rowan and was in the same building as Justin.
Me: Okay…
Now at this point I’m expecting the worst. A little back story, Justin and I used to be a thing. Never dated, because I moved to North Carolina, but he swears it was love. And back then, it probably felt that way. But these days we’re distant acquaintances, but if something horrible happened I’d be up there in a heartbeat. I thought, oh no, car crash. Mugging. Murder. Death. I cannot handle a funeral right now. The conversation continues…
Live: Well, Sam was in her room just chillin out, and all of a sudden she heard an explosion.
Me: WHAT?! (this detail did not soothe my worries)
Live: Oh no, he’s fine. *chuckle chuckle* He, uhm *chuckle* put a bomb, *chuckle* IN A TRASHCAN. HAHAHA. And Sam said she saw him being hauled into a COPCAR. HAHAHA.
Me: You, know. I’m not at all surprised. A little relieved. But I’m not surprised. I kindof always knew he’d go down for arson.
Live: But a TRASHCAN?
Me: You know, when we were younger he used to have this fascination with lighting his cologne on fire. I bet that’s where it all started.
Live: It was probably a cologne bomb.
Me: That’s not even a cool story…
Not only was I happy about that news, it made my night. I could not stop laughing. As I’m writing this, I’m literally laughing out loud. It’s funny. Nobody got hurt. It shows how incredibly stupid he is. And I knew about it minutes after it happened, even though I live in North Carolina. And, assuming he’s gotten his personal effects back, there’s a text message waiting for him saying “Just a heads up, I’m gonna call you later to laugh at you. A trashcan? Really? There better be a good story to go along with that.”
Well, That’s all I have. It was good night so I thought i would share, since that’s what this little bloggy thing is all about.
Update: So after posting this, Justin got in touch with me about the whole situation. I don’t know how it all turned out because he hasn’t talked to me since, but it all actually became very serious. So here’s my public apology for laughing at it. Even though it was dumb and really funny. I’m sorry…expulsion is nothing to laugh at. Stupidity is.
