-sigh-
today was far from interesting.
my boyfriend is like ninty miles away from me right now.
god only knows what the heck he's scheming.
and here i sit, bored.
i am not the type of person you goes out often.
i don't get numerous phone calls from my friends.
i don't go to parties often.
and i sure as hell am not the type to drink and have a good time in that sort of sense.
i live in a perfect fam of four.
and two cats. or should i say one cat and a catdog.
the idea of living where i do live and the family i have and our funds,
makes people think we're perfect.
but today our image was endangered (thank goodness) when my perfect brother came home this morning with an awful hangover.
inside, i was happy, finally a family member decided it was best to rebel.
i was always the rebel.
sneaking into unauthorized concert mosh-pit areas and past security, hanging around druggies and screaming my lungs out.
but that's a different story.anyways....
lesson learned from my brother today...
never plan to drink if you believe you're going to get a hangover the night e decide to go to church for once....yeah, nice job, bro.
Brotherly Hangovers That Corrupt My Idea Of A Perfect Family
July 6th, 2008 at 05:27am