So this weekend was a bust really.
I spent two and a half days with Alexis. Then I went to my cousins house on Sunday.
I miss Tommy. A lot.
There is only a week and two days left of my 8th grade year. I'll no longer be in middle school in just a few days. Thank fucking god.
I've been listening to a shitload of Bright Eyes lately.
This weekend will not be a bust this weekend will fucking own.
Friday is the Stretch Arm Strong, BTBAM, Terror, Out To Win show. I get to see everyone.
Saturday I'm going out to Irmo to chill it up with the posse again.
I'm happy. Some of the time.
Right now I'm pretty happy.