Dec 08, 2005 14:44
I was talking to my mom yesterday, earlier on in the day. I manned up and told her I was afraid that I was going to fail a class or two. Her response?
"Well, you're the only one that has to face the consequences. And who the hell cares?"
Well she called me back later last night to let me know that she had just gotten off the phone with my aunt. Turns out my cousin Phillip is getting married this summer. And he had a brilliant idea:
KILTS.
Yeah, seems like Phillip remembered me wishing that I could have gone to the other wedding with the kilts (My cousin Gerard's), and thought that it was a good idea. So, with me in mind, he's planning out a full Scottish wedding.
Finally, something looks bright.
In other news, my stomach is splitting from peanut butter, jelly, bread, and milk.