Easter Weekend in Michigan
Thursday: Arrive in Durand at 9pm, stop for a pizza and shamrock shake at 9:30, get home and
lounge and go to bed 10pm+
Friday: Took Princess for a walk at 12, lounged and bought new shoes at 230ish, Pedicures with Mommy 4-6, dinner at Jumbos with Grandma and Kenny 6-7ish, Fire at 735(or like 38/39)
Saturday: Mommy made eggs, bacon, and cinnamon rolls for breakfast, went to the airport to
greet Justin at 1:30, Outback for dinner with Add, Jack, Andrew, and Heather at
430ish, hung out with Jack at her parents' house until 10ish and then went to the party at the Cross house
Sunday: Church, Dinner at 2, Addy's house at 330, Picked up Grandma at 6:30, Train from
Battle Creek to Chicago at 830
Overall the weekend was a ton of fun. I got to go to a bonfire and a house party, get drunk, eat delicious eggs for breakfast, have a killer Easter dinner, and eat Kimmy's sloppy joes all in one weekend! I am bummed that I couldn't stay longer and now I'm really missing home and all of my friends. I miss how things were this summer al relaxed and fun and like we were a big family. It was like that this weekend for all of us and last night and today just for them. Sometimes I get a little sad that I didn't go to a state school where I could just drive home every weekend like Andrew does but then I think that I would never be happy anywhere but where I've been. I've tried the different scenarios and I think I'm doing alright.
It's Just One of Them Days... Don't Take it Personal
I prefer to be drunk and puking somewhere I am familiar with and somewhere with people that I am typically drunk with. I came to the bon fire, I got drunk, I had fun. I didn't beg for a fire, I didn't leave for any reason other than the one previously stated, and I didn't like feeling like it was all put on for me and for me only. I don't deserve to be guilt tripped and made feel like I am ruining everything and leaving you alone. I just didn't deserve it. I needed to leave because of me, not because of you. End of Story. Don't take it personal... and don't try to make me feel bad about it because it will only bother you more. I will simply ignore you until you go away and then I will make my way back to my careless life and forget I felt guilty for even a second. I won't look at you and give you any sort of satisfaction and I surely won't be responding to any drunk messages, or even sober ones, until you can understand it. And stop being so damn sappy please. Don't try to cheer me up and don't try to be all nice to me. Man up and say "Hey what's up" because when I read shit about having a lovely easter or whatnot I feel like I"m reading a fucking play. Be a human sometimes. It's not as bad as you think.
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