I'm NOT in Vermont.
Man, yesterday went beyond confusing. I went temporarily insane.
-I'm not going to name names-
Here's what happened:
My family and another family has been planning for two months now to go to Vermont and have fun. Now, the confusion started at about 3:00 in the afternoon. Before this time, I was under the assumption that we'd be leaving the next night. OH NO! That was no the case, as the following phone conversation goeth:
Mom: "Uh, Nathan? I messed up. We're leaving tonight."
Me: *pause* "HOLY SHIT!"
Mom: "Yea."
Me: "HOLY FUCK! I need to stop cursing. I NEED TO PACK NOW!"
As you can tell, I hadn't pack at all to this point. The confusion only gets bigger from here. One of the other family members broke his hand the day my mom got back for taking Jessie (my sister) to college. He got mad for some reason, his dad got mad at him, and the negative energy ruled the evening.
As the evening went on, we (Mom and I ) had to not only pack, but prepare in case I was to stay behind. With all of the negative energy, combined with a sudden surge of school work (I have a AP Psych. project? BWAH?), it became established that I was staying behind. I'm disappointed, but I know I'm going to get another shot at this.
Good news: I finally got my revenge on my sister. The night before she left, she was annoying me like no other, and I punched her really hard. So fast-forward to yesterday. She wakes up with this large, black and blue bruise on her arm. Guess who left that there?
Love you, Jessie. Have fun trying to survive the Core, and enjoy college.
"No one will ever catch ME fighting as badly as you do."
"You run THAT fast?"
-Curse of Monkey Island
-I'm not going to name names-
Here's what happened:
My family and another family has been planning for two months now to go to Vermont and have fun. Now, the confusion started at about 3:00 in the afternoon. Before this time, I was under the assumption that we'd be leaving the next night. OH NO! That was no the case, as the following phone conversation goeth:
Mom: "Uh, Nathan? I messed up. We're leaving tonight."
Me: *pause* "HOLY SHIT!"
Mom: "Yea."
Me: "HOLY FUCK! I need to stop cursing. I NEED TO PACK NOW!"
As you can tell, I hadn't pack at all to this point. The confusion only gets bigger from here. One of the other family members broke his hand the day my mom got back for taking Jessie (my sister) to college. He got mad for some reason, his dad got mad at him, and the negative energy ruled the evening.
As the evening went on, we (Mom and I ) had to not only pack, but prepare in case I was to stay behind. With all of the negative energy, combined with a sudden surge of school work (I have a AP Psych. project? BWAH?), it became established that I was staying behind. I'm disappointed, but I know I'm going to get another shot at this.
Good news: I finally got my revenge on my sister. The night before she left, she was annoying me like no other, and I punched her really hard. So fast-forward to yesterday. She wakes up with this large, black and blue bruise on her arm. Guess who left that there?
Love you, Jessie. Have fun trying to survive the Core, and enjoy college.
"No one will ever catch ME fighting as badly as you do."
"You run THAT fast?"
-Curse of Monkey Island