|Current music:||Good Charlotte - The Day That I Die (acoustic)|
So, we were bored yesterday (me, aaron, david, julie taylor), so we decided to go to Boston for the day. Boston's like, an hour away, so we would have to take the train there. But, the trains like...3 miles away from my house, so Aaron and David's brother, Brandon had to drive us. We planned on getting to the train at 2ish. We didn't get there until 3:00. WHY?! Well, ON THE HIGHWAY Brandons tire friggen gave, and blew up. We swirved off the road, almost got ourselves killed, and luckily were able to stop on the side of the road. We called the cops to come get us, and then waited for like friggen an hour until a tow truck came. FINALLY one came, and he charged $75.00 just to change a tire. It was ruthless. But, we somehow managed to make it to the station in time for the train. We didn't really know what the hell we were gonna do in Boston. We had about $20.00 each, and $4.00 of it went towards the train tickets. We ended up going to Fanuel Hall, to eat lunch. Walked around some outside, came back in, had ice cream, and then went home. ALL THAT for food. Crazy...
Me and Julie slept over Aaron and Davids house last night after we got back from Boston. Their mom wasn't home all night, so we were crazy. We went downtown at like..12, after watching 'Final Destination 2' Not a good idea. We were scared shitless. Then on our way home (we walked), these 2 drunk guys followed us for like, a half an hour. Julie was like pissing her pants. It was scary as hell. But, I think they finnally passed out drunk and hit the ground, because right before we reached their house, they were gone.
So, we came back, and were still scared, so we watched 'Old School', then didn't end up going to bed till like 4am. But yeah. THAT WAS MY DAY.