Change, Coupons, And Well, More Change?

-regains consciousness- My hazy eyes tried to find those digital numbers... What did that say? Comcast was telling me it was 8:00AM. Isn't it Friday? . . . HOLY CRAP I'M LATE.

That was exactly how my morning started off. Beginning the school day by walking down the hall to my locker with cotton candy colored papers, pink for my Central and blue for my Tardy, wasn't very enjoyable. My brother had reminded me last night that we would be leaving the house at 7:15AM. Last night, I thought great, he'll be awake, early since he probably has to be somewhere. As reality revealed, he was asleep, just as I was. He didn't have to be somewhere; he just wanted to leave earlier. First central of the year, go team. As the day progressed, things pulled back into place, and I wasn't too lethargic. I got through the school day without any problems.

Another day at Wendy's wasn't so bad. For the past free days we had together, we haven't been able to spend it alone. Although it is by choice, I really would like to have a day with just you and I. Nonetheless, any day with you and anyone else is enjoyable. We went to Wendy's and used our amazing coupon books. I pigged out. -_- I thought I had a ride for you home planned out, so I didn't want you to leave at any given time. Bad luck was on our side, and complications arised. It was almost 5PM and you had to be home. I apologize for making empty promises to you that never get fulfilled. I hate disappointing you. I hate saying sorry. When it got late, I didn't want you to be late and get in trouble with your parents. In my failure, I pushed you away and i wanted to insist on just staying on my own and waiting for a ride. I ended up giving you a ride and thats where much of the day ended.

And now I discover. In the beginning, I promised to always be open. I asked you to do the same. When I'm angry, I tell you everything. When you're angry you tell me nothing. You pretend things are fine. Today at Wendy's I had a hint of something wrong, and I tried to catch you eye with it. You wouldn't look. As your Tumblr says, I have become just like you. Have I really changed so much? Photo is of homework.