Jul 07, 2006 09:40
the fourth of july was pretty crazy. It was about a 3 hour ride via bus to p-town. In that amount of time I could have driven myself out of the state. I didn't really enjoy the early hours I was there because I was to busy stressing out over how I was getting home and if not that, where I was sleeping that night. But once plans were made, I had a wonderful time.
On the way back, Will had to make a stop and left us in the car until techniuqely the next day. Nathan fought his bordom by bitching, Dylan fought his bordom by doing weird shit, and I fought my bordom by partaking in the weird shit that Dylan was doing and listening to what Nathan was bitching about. Dylan drove Will's car recklessly down the block, which I found ironic because he was the person Will seemed to be most comfortable with driving it. We were going to have a slumber party/bonfire at Dylan's but it didn't work out because we got to his house really late. I sleeped in Erik's room and broke all of his shit aparently. I don't recall going near anything he says was broken. I blame Stella. and if not Stella, I blame my history of sleep walking!