I don't think there is any better of a way to spend a Friday morning, the end of the week, than waking up late for school.. and being dedicated enough to still go. I would have loved to skip school, but I just hate the idea of missing work, having to make it up, and feeling behind. It was a little irritating to wake up and not exactly have a ride. I tried to make a few calls but either the person didn't pick up or the couldn't drive me. I initially grew upset because my sister wasn't home; she is the one who usually wakes me up in the morning. I couldn't blame it on her, though. Vaguely go I remember her waking me up around 6:59AM. I brushed it off and fell back asleep, only to wake up at 7:50AM. I ended up calling a cab and while I waited, my mom came home. It bugged me because I could've taken her cab to the high school, but she didn't pick up her phone. When the taxi finally came, I also saw my sister pulling up in her boyfriend's car. I gave her this dirty "I'm not having a good day" kind of look because she could've taken me, too! On the ride to the high school, the taxi driver made small talk with me. I wasn't really looking forward to any talking, but I enjoyed it while it lasted. He asked me about school and why I was late and whatnot. We shared stories about high school days, mine from the present and his of the past. It wasn't creepy at at, for those of you who may assume so. Soo.. I got a central and went off to 1st period. I had to get right down to studying for a
few quizzes and tests I had today.After school, I hung out with the lover, marching our way through the cold day. It always makes my day, being able to spend my afternoons with him, no matter what we do. We chilled at his house, where I devoured his cereal :D Any
ways, Later this evening, my family
and I drove to the airport to pick up my brother. As I said before, it makes me happy to finally have him a round again. He will be gone again in about a month, but until then, I have my brother. It was a little weird when he first got in the car. He was very soft spoken and I could barely hear him. As it turns out, he was simply tired and hungry. He had been at the Oklahoma City Airport since 8AM this morning, traveling all day. Photo is of our little cereal date and of my bro. :D
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