Fall Break

I got home for fall break on Wednesday night. It was good to be home, that's for sure. Wednesday night I worked the front door at the volleyball games at St. Agnes and got paid to basically do nothing, it was nice. After that my mom and I took my car to our mechanic to get an oil change and figure out why the windows get stuck sometimes, what the rotting smell is when I turn on the heater and fix that annoying rattle. Then we went to good ole frisch's with two of my cousins that were also at the volleyball thing. Which was pretty fun I guess. Thursday I didn't really do much, other than go shopping and guitily enjoy my mom spending money on me. That night I got to see my little cousin.. and we went through the drive through car wash with him in the car.. it was pretty funny, he didn't know what to think about it. This was also the time when I accidentally said "fucking moron" in front of him, and now he goes around saying it... yeahhh he's 2 1/2 his mom blamed me .. go figure.
Friday, my mom and I baby sat my little cousin all day, and took my car to smith muffler where I spent another 400 dollars on my car.. to total it all out to about 500. Oh well, everything is perfect now and I love my car =)

Friday I wanted to go to haunted houses, but I got dogged by one person ( i know, i know, prior engagements but I was still uber bummed) and no one else wanted to go to any. Saturday I went to the band competition.. which was a parade of old memories and of me wanting to be on the field with my old band sooooo bad, I can't really put it all into words. I was hoping I'd see cameron there or maybe a few other people I knew, but I really didn't see anyone. My mom's not supposed to be in the sun because of her 80000 medicines she's on so we only stayed for bw and wt then left around 2. It was still fun though, blast from the past that's for sure.

Sunday I played mass at the sac then in the afternoon i came back to bowling green. It was good to come home for a while, but there's no question I never want to permanently live there again. Yes all of my family is there, but I'm only close to about 10 of them (one family) so I'm not missing much. I'm never living there again.
Oh well... the drama post will follow.