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sometimes you really just have to stop worrying and have as much fun as possible, because as soon as you get home you're fucked beyond belief. when i'm in this much trouble already, i just make the best out of it, because it really doesn't matter what i do anymore. they know they can't ground me forever. and if all else fails, i know i have plenty of people who'd let me stay with them in a heartbeat.
well now that i've gotten that out of the way, i had one of the most ridiculous weekends of my life. but seriously, aren't they all?
well it all started friday. ger and barry picked me up, we got lard, then we went to bertucci's. we then went and got simone, and went down to the beach. we were met by a beach party of babies. trucks got stuck on rocks, drinks exploding, blah blah, then dave came. roadtrips and the basement and people leaving beer there. 2 and a half hours of sleep?
up insanely early saturday, brooks, explaining the alcohol, then off to the fair. moo, chris, mex, max, lard, nick, alexa, tony, barry and the steffi woodles crowd. fun. then stayed at thing's with moo, chris, mex and max. a little more sleep than the night before.
"WHO DATES THAT GUY?!?!"
back to boston yesterday morning. met up with opie and justin, went to octoberfest in harvard. that was cool and a lot of fun. after a few hours we went back to their apartment, ate klondike bars for dinner, played with the fishtank?, watched catch me if you can, fun fun fun, then they both went to bed. i wandered and did dishes for a bit, and got about an hour of sleep.
this morning i ran to the t station, but the orange line never comes. so i got to north station at 6:31 for my 6:30 train. probably the most frustrating thing ever. but i'm trying not to dwell on the past. my mom was pissed that i missed the train, told me to take the next one and walk to school, and something about not going to boston for awhile. this bothered me. it was at this time that i began to realize that i was in trouble no matter what. i also remembered that opie and justin are a lot cooler than school, so i went back there, they went to work late, and we all partied around. hours later i took a train back to ipswich and walked to my house. i told thing and lois that i didn't go to school, then they started flipping out. called moo's mom to make sure i spent the night there. hmmm.
i don't even know how long i'm grounded for, because my mom still won't talk to me. she doesn't even know i stayed at opie's yet. i should be freaking out, but it was worth it. it really was.
i love my life.
well now that i've gotten that out of the way, i had one of the most ridiculous weekends of my life. but seriously, aren't they all?
well it all started friday. ger and barry picked me up, we got lard, then we went to bertucci's. we then went and got simone, and went down to the beach. we were met by a beach party of babies. trucks got stuck on rocks, drinks exploding, blah blah, then dave came. roadtrips and the basement and people leaving beer there. 2 and a half hours of sleep?
up insanely early saturday, brooks, explaining the alcohol, then off to the fair. moo, chris, mex, max, lard, nick, alexa, tony, barry and the steffi woodles crowd. fun. then stayed at thing's with moo, chris, mex and max. a little more sleep than the night before.
"WHO DATES THAT GUY?!?!"
back to boston yesterday morning. met up with opie and justin, went to octoberfest in harvard. that was cool and a lot of fun. after a few hours we went back to their apartment, ate klondike bars for dinner, played with the fishtank?, watched catch me if you can, fun fun fun, then they both went to bed. i wandered and did dishes for a bit, and got about an hour of sleep.
this morning i ran to the t station, but the orange line never comes. so i got to north station at 6:31 for my 6:30 train. probably the most frustrating thing ever. but i'm trying not to dwell on the past. my mom was pissed that i missed the train, told me to take the next one and walk to school, and something about not going to boston for awhile. this bothered me. it was at this time that i began to realize that i was in trouble no matter what. i also remembered that opie and justin are a lot cooler than school, so i went back there, they went to work late, and we all partied around. hours later i took a train back to ipswich and walked to my house. i told thing and lois that i didn't go to school, then they started flipping out. called moo's mom to make sure i spent the night there. hmmm.
i don't even know how long i'm grounded for, because my mom still won't talk to me. she doesn't even know i stayed at opie's yet. i should be freaking out, but it was worth it. it really was.
i love my life.