Today has been okay I suppose.
Lemme backup.
I apologize for not blogging in the last like, month and a half.
I've been SUPER busy.
School.
Drama.
New car.
Sickness.
Work.
Drama.
School.
Work.
Sickness.
Drama.
School.
And that's about it.
Like I've been so busy I haven't even had adequate time to reflect on anything.
But I'm here now.
I'm not gonna talk a lot.
Just give you the basics of today.
Because that's pretty much all I can remember.
Well this morning Mom woke me up so we could get ready to go to yard sales.
And I was gonna tell her about the letter then.
But I couldn't.
It wasn't the right time.
Too many open ears, aka SAM woke up.
So I waited until he went out & approached her about it.
She listened as I read the excerpt that concerned me most.
She agreed that he wasn't quite himself.
Then she explained that he was fine.
Just going through a lot of shit.
And that I shouldn't read too much into it.
And that I should just go with the flow & relax for now.
And see what happens when he has more freedom/gets out of BMT and into TS.
And just chill pretty much.
Very good advice.
I'm gonna do just that.
So yeah.
I guess that helped me for now.
Then we went out to yard sales.
Pretty fun.
Exhausting though.
Especially when you've been battling the plague and extreme allergies/sinuses.
So yeah.
But anyway.
We came home and did absolutely nothing.
Which was fine with me, because I got to sleep.
I always like that.
So I did.
And then Maricka called & wanted to go out to eat.
And in the rush to get to my phone.
I definitely broke my toe.
As if I needed that.
It's like swollen & purple & can't be bent & just...ahh.
Pain.
But I'm good :]
Anyway.
I've basically been chill since then.
Mom's super sick too.
Not fun :[
I hate when she's sick.
It's so depressing.
Just saying.
Anyway.
I've been doing some pretend-online-shopping.
And talking to Jesse, of course.
We're both hardcore worried about Casey.
His friend that he met at the club last night who's currently MIA.
And we're just really worried.
Like never before.
But he's gonna text Mel tomorrow & see if she's heard from him.
And if not.
Then he's gonna wait til later in the day & text him.
Which will be good.
But anyway.
I'm gonna go.
Quit listening to this headache-enhancing music.
And probably go get some sleep.
Hopefully quit thinking.
For a few minutes, at least.
I need that.
Who knew that this whole situation would be THIS complicated?
Oh.
Ha.
That's right.
I did.
So why the hell did I sign up for this voluntarily?
Because I have no brain.
That's why.
Or because I'm blinded by love?
That's it.
And the no brain thing.
In his words,
"Bummer huh? Such is life. Oh well."
That's my attitude about it.
I feel like hand-writing something.
Whoo for that!
Perhaps some OSTG?!?!?!
I think so!!
SHABBA!
