vroom vroom- we fly away
So Zack convinced me to "play hookey" yesterday.
We just basically hung around the bus all day- we were both exhausted, and needed a day to recuperate.
Who cares if he was more tired physically, and if I was tired emotionally? We needed a break, simple as that.
Nothing really exciting happened, really. At least nothing that I can write about without sounding young and dumb.
But maybe, because I am young, I'm allowed to have my dumb moments, I don't know anymore.
Sparrow is going to take me to get the rest of my stuff tomorrow, or at least as much of it as I can. Zack's convinced that my dad's going to lose it.
He doesn't understand the way that the majority of my family works. We sweep things under the rug, we ignore the problems in our lives. Pretty soon, it's like the problem never existed.
And since I'm such a huge problem, I suppose that means that once I get all of my stuff out, I'll be forgotten.
Oddly enough, that doesn't bother me. I'm happy, dad should be happy, Zack's happy... as long as everybody's happy, nothing else should matter.
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