when lies are what makes happiness its hard to tell the truth.
yesterday was a busy busy day. my sister and i went to lunch with her friends and then drove her one friends to the airport. shes going to be living in germany for four months. im jealous. i wish i could live out of the country or even this town. on the way home from the airport my sister and i and kristen (my sisters friends from forever) chatted away. i love kristen. shes so adorable. shes making me visit her at college because she wants me to go to school near where she goes. and she made fun of me for calling instant messenger aim. so after we got home i helped my mom go grocery shopping cause she could hardly walk. she dropped something on her foot and now she acts like shes handicapped. whatev. shes being all nice to me lately, and i dont mind it at all. we had dinner with my grandma and then my sister and i left for her college. the drive was soooo nice. it was nice driving with the windows down and my music blasting. and it was easy too cause i didnt have to worry about getting lost since i was behind my sister the whole time. when we got to my sisters place it was so fucking hot. she lives in this really old victorian home that they made into dorms/apts. my sisters room is on the top floor and the staircases were really narrow and since shes moving in two weeks before everyone else it was creepy as hell. i thought i was gonna die, either by heat exaustion or someone murdering me. after we moved everything up to her lovely room we made a trip to walmart to buy a fan. we stopped at borders on the way cause i love that place. and then we searched all of walmart for a fan. during this trip to walmart is when i realized how happy i am i dont live in scranton. the people just seem a little behind on the times. but im sure it really is a nice city. when we returned to her room i set up the tv and vcr and put in return to me. im sure it was a good movie but i fell asleep. actually i watched the first half, and it wasnt a good movie. it was so corny and stupid. but my sister woke me up and told me to sleep on the floor and not her bed. so i slept on the hardwood floor. but oh did i sleep. and so this morning we woke up watched threes company which is not as amusing as it used to be and i left. the drive home was pleasant. but i hate driving alone sometimes. i just think too much, and depress myself. plus when you drive alone and you have to get money out for a toll i almost always crash into someone.