FOUND IT.

Trying very diligently to find my Paramore tank top that has been MIA for the past 4+ months.

So far I have found:

• my Harry Otter shirt
• two pairs of underwear
• numerous missing socks
• a pair of shorts
• a tank top that I had forgotten that I owned

wondering why I found all these items in my sisters room…

brb working for the next six days in a row.

da fuq happened

uhhh, okay, I got home from work at like 11 last night and there was a strange car in my driveway but my moms car was gone so I just figured she went out with someone. I tried to get in my front door but it was locked so I just assumed my sister locked it and was sleeping or something so I went in the side door which leads to the basement (aka my room), where i just hung out for like an hour doing laundry and sitting online and watching intervention, I heard these shoes upstairs so I just assumed that my mom was home but then I started hearing a lot of noise and then this mans voice coming from the top of my stairs, I thought maybe it was just my moms friends or something but then they started coming down the stairs and they were being loud and flashing flash lights around, at that moment I was sure that I was going to be raped and killed. So I did what any smart person would do in the situation where they are about to get murdered by some intruder and I walked into the hallway with out any weapons or anything and then suddenly they were just like “GRAND RAPIDS POLICE” and had their guns all out and I was like “…uh….i live here…this is my house…what are you doing here” at that moment I was pretty sure that my family had been killed. They were like “THERE WAS BANGING! SOME ONE TRIED TO  BREAK INTO YOUR HOUSE, DID YOU HEAR BANGING.” um, no i did not hear banging, I am just sitting here trying to watch intervention dude, get out. They kept asking me all these questions and I was just like “…uh?” And then they were like “Do you know the nanny upstairs?” And I was like “You mean my sister?!” And I was pretty sure she was dead, then like .5 seconds later my sisters friend Katie popped her head out from upstairs and was like “JESS?!” Apparently she was babysitting and no one told her I lived here and she kept hearing noises and thought someone broke in so she called the police. whoops.

…the one and only time I’m thankful that I was wearing ‘pants’