Today was one of the laziest days of my life.
Last night Patrick and I stayed at Jacksons. We watched movies, we had some sheesha, we were mesmerized by a ventriloquist with a duck. We went to bed at about 5am. Jackson said I passed out on the couch in the living room, but I woke up on the couch in the front room. Funny, that.
I think I was awake by about 1. Jackson came into the front room and took up all my lying space. I don't think we actually got up till about 3. Patrick, who was sleeping on a mattress on the floor, definitely didn't stir till about then. Jacksons brother got home from school before we'd moved.
We spent the remainder of the daylight watching youtube. My Dad picked Patrick and I up. Now I'm here... I have an exam tomorrow. Eep.
On Saturday I had an exam too. After, I had just enough time to wolf down a bowl of pasta before my hockey game. Got home to text messages from Patrick and Jackson saying come out etc. I caved, showered, train-ed, and met them in the city. Meg and others were with them too. We went to The Court. Jackson made me drink things fast.
Jackon and I stayed the night at Patricks. We took the train home, and at the train station I walked into a bench three or four times. Patrick had a feast of vending machine food and Jackson disappeared for quite a while.
The next day... was a blur. I don't remember much of the day time at all. It's entirely possible that's because we slept through it. Every time I'm with those boys we don't seem to sleep until 6am at the earliest.
Why did I write all that in reverse? I think my brain is going to implode.
Now whaaaaaaaat....................? Self destruct.