Weekend
I now agree with Memorial Day Weekend being the unofficial start of summer. I never understood it, but it’s so true. Yesterday I went to a party for Katie’s 20th birthday and I had a ton of fun. I got so fucked up. I told my mom. I told her because I wasn’t going to drive home and she fucking flipped, but today she’s totally cool. I still got up at like 530 to get home and get to the parade this morning. I drank, I smoked, I lived it up and I don’t have a single regret. I haven’t done shit like that for almost a year like that, only because when I’m in school, that’s my focus. This summer should be full of fun, friends, and living my last summer as a high school student. I can’t wait!.





