Ugha Buga
Oh my god, what did I touch? I just had the week of my life where plans are made and then they totally fall apart and nothing goes quite right. and now it just fully exploded this morning.
It's not that the week has been bad (except for the last few things) it's just that nothing worked the way it was supposed to. You know when you make plans and then they completely fall apart because something comes up? Yeah, that happened with very close to everything I did this last week. Esp with me and Tom. Shit man.
His work totall screwed him over, his tournament got in the way twice which was supposed to be on another day, then getting to his match was a nightmare, he left his debit card somewhere, we almost got caught at my house multiple times, and also last night by his mom (which is saying something because she's really out of it most of the time). That's just some of the big(er) stuff with plan we had. And then lots of little things with just me, and some other stuff for us while we were out and it was just a crazy, crazy week. And we talked last night and figured out our crazy week and thought, well, glad that's over, it just went really bad last night and that's it, but could have been worse.
Right.
Apparently his mom decided that she really suspected something last night so this morning she took it upon herself to look through his car..... Uh, oh. To make an incomplete story short (we don't know everything yet, just what he ran into this morning): she found some shit in his car, that, well, she wasn't too happy about and left some of it on the counter this morning for him to find. All his dad said to him before he left was: "you're in deep shit" and very nearly didn't give him gas money even though he really needed it b/c he's babysitting jason this weekend (hehe) and was running on empty. so... i haven't heard from him since this morning and that's all we know. great.
*crosses fingers*
to be continued (when i know anything)...
It's not that the week has been bad (except for the last few things) it's just that nothing worked the way it was supposed to. You know when you make plans and then they completely fall apart because something comes up? Yeah, that happened with very close to everything I did this last week. Esp with me and Tom. Shit man.
His work totall screwed him over, his tournament got in the way twice which was supposed to be on another day, then getting to his match was a nightmare, he left his debit card somewhere, we almost got caught at my house multiple times, and also last night by his mom (which is saying something because she's really out of it most of the time). That's just some of the big(er) stuff with plan we had. And then lots of little things with just me, and some other stuff for us while we were out and it was just a crazy, crazy week. And we talked last night and figured out our crazy week and thought, well, glad that's over, it just went really bad last night and that's it, but could have been worse.
Right.
Apparently his mom decided that she really suspected something last night so this morning she took it upon herself to look through his car..... Uh, oh. To make an incomplete story short (we don't know everything yet, just what he ran into this morning): she found some shit in his car, that, well, she wasn't too happy about and left some of it on the counter this morning for him to find. All his dad said to him before he left was: "you're in deep shit" and very nearly didn't give him gas money even though he really needed it b/c he's babysitting jason this weekend (hehe) and was running on empty. so... i haven't heard from him since this morning and that's all we know. great.
*crosses fingers*
to be continued (when i know anything)...