This last weekend, I went home for the wrong reason. I thought giving people notice that I would be home in Federal Way, that they would make time to hang out. Only 4 people wanted to (thank you Caleb, Jessie, Kristen, and Tommy). But really, it takes so effort on my part to get home. More over, I would think if someone calls you and leaves a message, the polite thing to do would be to call back.
I may be coming off a little mad on this blog. But I really am not.
Every time I go home, I realize more over that I shouldn't go home.
Highlights of this weekend (which I usually focus on), picking up my little bro James, and taking him to Laser Quest and Tilt, going to a Hookah Bar with Jessie, going to breakfast with Caleb, and chatting with Tommy about my girl problems.
Okay, so it really wasn't that bad. I did blow off a friend, Kristen. And I feel horrible for it, but really, I think I should really be there for my family when they need me. I'm sorry Kristen.
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