holy fuck. schools out. it still feels like i should be going back tomorrow.....but im not. woot!right, so anyhow. this weekend was kind of a drag. on friday preston and his friend joe stopped by, along with various other members of the gang. it was cool i suppose. there was posed to be a bonfire at kaylens that night, i guess....but i didnt feel liek going,so i staye dhome and got wasted. yes...thats right. fith of whiskey in the cupboard....disgusting, but it got my mind off of things. i fucking hate being home alone on fridays. so yea...then saturday i layed around the house waiting for my dad to get home. i needed to get shoes...and he could only bring me into owosso around like 3 or so...so i did that. got my shoes for prom, and the same pair of airwalks as poop face, w/e, theyre groovy. since i was stuck in owosso untill there was possibly a show at the hub, or untill pat could come pick me up around 7, i hung out with justin. it was cool. i really like owosso. we hung out in the park and watched duckies...and we stopped by dan's house to watch him and dustin play extreme frisbe, and to meet his extra tiny doggie. then we walked around some more...harassed boo-boo at taco bell, watched duckies beat eachother up, then mosied on over to the hub to meet up with pat. me and pat went to wal mart, and he bought me these super fun piglet and tigger pens. they light up. its friggin sweet. (thanks hunni) we went back to my house and were just chillin out...then we heard this sound comming from the basement, that i assumed was a baby bird, sincde aveda likes catching them and dragging them into his dungeon to torture and kill...but not eat.(so then i have to scrape them off the basement floor a week later) so yea...went to rescue this baby "bird" turns out my friggin cat caught a BAT/ scared the shit outta me. we finally scooped the thing up in a shovel and plopped him outside. veda still kept trying to play with it....but i didnt want him to get bitten, so i locked him in the house, then watched the cute little bat hop around. it was adorable.
then...this morning, veda had a big pretty bird huddled in the corner crying that i had to pickup and rescue. damn cat. i need to punch him in the face.
things are poopy between pat and i lately. i dunno whats going on, i dont know whats going to go on. just...no matter what happens, i will always love him to death, and he will always be a big part of my life. i could never fully live without him. lets just hope prom patches some things up.