the fuck.
so i've been home for the weekend, but only a few people knew that... which was nice for a change.
I was in the car on my way back to good ole Austin with my mom when she asked me if i remembered Austin Weirup... thinking that maybe he got arrested or something, i said, "yea... was was fucking crazy! he's the guy that when andrew disappeared for a few days and we didnt know where he was, Austin was the guy that "helped him out" by taking him to a party or something... why?" Then my mom was like, "oh yea... was he a good kid? other than the drugs?" "yea, he meant well... everyone is really impressed how he can always run from the cops and get away... i dont know how he does it. Why?" And then she just sat there for a minute. And then she told me what happened... Austin and i were never really good friends, but we fake-dated at the begining of the year when shae and i were trying to date the whole school, and he used to come over when Andrew and i used to have all the griffinites over, and we talked in school, and smoked together a couple of times... but thats it, i didnt know him on the personal level that a lot of other griffinites knew him on. But it still made me cry and start thinking about all the things that added up to his death... things that people cant help or do anything about. Like if he had left maybe 3 seconds later than he did, maybe he wouldnt have gotten hit. Stuff like that, which i'm sure everyone was thinking about too. Lately, it seems like the whole world is going crazy... first the tsunami... then Jacob... New Orleans... Galveston and Houston... now Austin.
I've basicly made up my mind about what i'm going to do about Marley... i think i'm going to parent her. I know i have everything she needs... except a father. Jake's the only reason that adoption is an option... cause he wouldnt be there. But in a way he would be... with child support.
PS- Andrew's been home this weekend, ha!
I was in the car on my way back to good ole Austin with my mom when she asked me if i remembered Austin Weirup... thinking that maybe he got arrested or something, i said, "yea... was was fucking crazy! he's the guy that when andrew disappeared for a few days and we didnt know where he was, Austin was the guy that "helped him out" by taking him to a party or something... why?" Then my mom was like, "oh yea... was he a good kid? other than the drugs?" "yea, he meant well... everyone is really impressed how he can always run from the cops and get away... i dont know how he does it. Why?" And then she just sat there for a minute. And then she told me what happened... Austin and i were never really good friends, but we fake-dated at the begining of the year when shae and i were trying to date the whole school, and he used to come over when Andrew and i used to have all the griffinites over, and we talked in school, and smoked together a couple of times... but thats it, i didnt know him on the personal level that a lot of other griffinites knew him on. But it still made me cry and start thinking about all the things that added up to his death... things that people cant help or do anything about. Like if he had left maybe 3 seconds later than he did, maybe he wouldnt have gotten hit. Stuff like that, which i'm sure everyone was thinking about too. Lately, it seems like the whole world is going crazy... first the tsunami... then Jacob... New Orleans... Galveston and Houston... now Austin.
I've basicly made up my mind about what i'm going to do about Marley... i think i'm going to parent her. I know i have everything she needs... except a father. Jake's the only reason that adoption is an option... cause he wouldnt be there. But in a way he would be... with child support.
PS- Andrew's been home this weekend, ha!