Homesick in Current Events

It’s Sunday morning and the view from the cabin window is beautiful but I’m homesick. It snowed on Friday when we left. 8 out of 12 of us made it in. The driving conditions were horrible.

The last of us to arrive showed up at 1 AM. We knew that they would be late because they never arrive on time. However, this was ridiculous. The car they took is a beater. It has no heating. Their windows were fogging up and icing over. In the group chat, they told us that they were going to turn around and head home. This was almost 3 hours after they told us that they left. It’s barely an hour drive to get here. They drove slow, supposedly. They were closer to here than to home, I thought, at the time they last messaged us.

They wiped down all of their windows with vodka which managed to prevent the windows from icing over. The rest of us were in bed when they showed up. They threw a party until god knows when.

Alex, Bruce and I were the first ones to arrive. The cabin is spacious. I have my own room. I’m too prissy for this place but I’m a trooper. It’s only got one bathroom, however. The second one does not work. We ran out of toilet paper this morning. I used up the last of it. That’s the privilege of waking up early before everyone. We hopped into the sauna first thing when we arrived. I don’t think those things are all that great, apparently.

Alex and Bruce spent the entire time complaining about their friends. I got all of the T from them. This is Alex’s friends and she stated that she has outgrown them and wants to move on from them. I been there, I totally get it. These are not the kind of people I run with. The kind one can only handle in small doses. They’re loud, obnoxious, make questionable choices. They’re a good time though if you can match their energy. I drank a lot this weekend to do just that. They all loved me, I’m hilarious. Surprise surprise.

Vikki though, Alex’s bff that Alex is growing away from. Who spent this entire trip in a mesh bathing suit that hid nothing, is a fan girl over me, I feel like. I can’t explain it. She just really appreciates everything I have to say. Sycophant, that’s the vibe.

Yesterday we had a friendsgiving. We stuffed ourselves. I ate spring rolls that I brought and lived off ramen. We also did pumpkin carving. Mine is the best but whatever. Bruce jumps into the role of taking care of everyone and everything. I cut her off a lot to help. I do it without complaining.

I could go on a bit more about everyone but they’re waking up now. We have no TP, good luck everybody. Boa is in the bathroom, vikki ran in there to piss in the sink. She’s drinking beer for morning coffee. They’re up early though, I’ll give them that. Mel woke up, I asked her to grab a roll of TP from their broken bathroom in the guest house. I suspected there would be one and I was right.

I just want to go home. Nothing against this place or this crowd. I want to study and go to the gym. I want to run on the treadmill until my legs fall off. My mind is restless and everything disappears when I’m at the gym. Vikki triggered me with something she pointed out about Candace Owens whom I’m finding more detached and radicalized than ever. My mind is racing about everything when I wish I could just think normal things. IG blocked me from commenting for 24 hours over something harmless. I’m so confused and annoyed. I’ll live.

I am hoping that we start packing up soon.