A few minor endings
Today is the last day of September. (Reminds me of that stupid Greenday song.)
It was also the last day of school. Barely anyone came, like usual. I wasn’t planning on going for the whole day, but my art teacher said in the last two lessons I could come in and work on my painting.
My friend had been planning for the whole bloody week that I would come over her place after lunch. But, because she said that I “would” be coming over her house, I decided that I wouldn’t.
Today I had another treatment session. I found out at the end of it, it would be the last time that I can go to that place. The chick that does it is moving down to Hobart, so that means she won’t be having her business up here anymore. So I have to find somewhere else. There is another place, but apparently it hurts more. I guess its better then not doing anything at all.
I’m going to Japan next week. Three o’clock Thursday morning.
It was also the last day of school. Barely anyone came, like usual. I wasn’t planning on going for the whole day, but my art teacher said in the last two lessons I could come in and work on my painting.
My friend had been planning for the whole bloody week that I would come over her place after lunch. But, because she said that I “would” be coming over her house, I decided that I wouldn’t.
Today I had another treatment session. I found out at the end of it, it would be the last time that I can go to that place. The chick that does it is moving down to Hobart, so that means she won’t be having her business up here anymore. So I have to find somewhere else. There is another place, but apparently it hurts more. I guess its better then not doing anything at all.
I’m going to Japan next week. Three o’clock Thursday morning.