I almost slaughtered Loran yesterday. I am not Joseph, I'm just not. I have no idea how he put up with having to rearrange his entire schedule just to meet the needs of multiple bratty high school girls who weren't going to say "thank you" anyway. And, it's not like Loran's Woodlands friends are even half as entertaining. They're really rather dry ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning to drive my sister the four miles to school. Yeah, she could take the bus, but she doesn't do anything to figure out where the bus picks her up. ...I'm tired of waking up so early. And, then picking her up at 2:30. I need to find a job, and she's not really being considerate of this fact. Oh well. Next week, it's on her to ( Read more... )

Big story, enough of one that I'm actually updating my Livejournal ( Read more... )

Sweet mother of God, did my mom seriously not mind that I spent the night at Matthew's? She must've known. I walked in with the exact clothes that I had on when I left Brusly High at 2:30 in the morning. --I had to sit in with her at their Prom Afterparty.-- I was beyond worried that she'd actually care. I'm guessing this had a lot to do with the ( Read more... )

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