|Current mood:|| sick|
|Current music:||Jimmy Eat World "Work"|
Lets see... Friday I went home and me and Kyle didnt end up hanging out because he locked the keys in the car. Smart one, LOL. I basicly slept because I was tired anyway.
Saturday was basicly a horrible night. When Kyle picked me up I knew something was wrong to begin with. It turns out that he took some anxiety medicine, (Valium?) and his body wasnt used to it so he was drowsy and such. We went to Jess's and talked to her for like an hour and then I told him to take me home afterwards, but he suggested that we go to his house. I noticed him swerving and then I panicked. I insisted I drive, but he refused because he thought he was capable. On the way to his house, I was seriously having a panic attack and when we were almost to his house, he hit a mirror on a truck. I basicly sat there the whole night not talking to him because I was mad and I was angry that he would endager my life. At about 12:30 we decided to leave and I told him I was driving, but when we were at the end of his neighborhood, he said he was fine and that he could drive so I let him. It turns out that he was still swerving so I was angry again because it was the second time he enangered my life. We talked and I got out without even giving him a hug or a kiss. About 20 minutes later, he called and we worked things out. I went to bed at about 2.
Sunday was lame basicly. I was left home alone. Sherrie was out with Joann and Dad went to some party. Kyle came over later to keep me company for about a half an hour. I showed him my house and my room. Then we went to sit out on the porch because we didnt feel like getting in trouble. Sandy came out and started yelling about her and Susan. Kyle was pretty angry about that. Then she came out again and yelled at me for taking the note off of the door so I went upstairs to get it and Kyle followed me because he was scared of her. LOL. We sat outside for a couple of minutes, and he kept trying to go, but he couldnt leave ♥ He finally left at about 7:30. He called later and we talked. I basicly sat in bed the whole night.
Today, Im SICK AS FUCK. All I really want to do is go home and get in bed, but I cant do that. Ugghhh.. I have a cold, im congested, and Im cold as fuck. Someone help me.
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