Things are falling apart just a little more every day
So, Thursday night we got out for Dan's 21st birthday and had a great freaking time. The bar was pretty quiet, and even my brother went out with us, and a few of the guys from the country club came over when they were done. Drank an awful lot and danced like crazed people and it went really well.
Friday morning my mom wakes me up to tell me that my grandpa just died. So not a great start to the day. Showing is tomorrow night and the funeral is Tuesday morning.
Patrick, I'm beginning to realize, is a compulsive liar. He's been gone since thursday and is supposed to be home sometime late tonight. I think when he calls tomorrow I'm going to tell him to not bother calling anymore, because I don't like having my time wasted.
School starts again in a couple days. I still don't have my schedule entirely figured out and I don't know where I'm living. Because I lack ambition, I haven't bothered to worry about these things yet.
Friday morning my mom wakes me up to tell me that my grandpa just died. So not a great start to the day. Showing is tomorrow night and the funeral is Tuesday morning.
Patrick, I'm beginning to realize, is a compulsive liar. He's been gone since thursday and is supposed to be home sometime late tonight. I think when he calls tomorrow I'm going to tell him to not bother calling anymore, because I don't like having my time wasted.
School starts again in a couple days. I still don't have my schedule entirely figured out and I don't know where I'm living. Because I lack ambition, I haven't bothered to worry about these things yet.