A conversation with one of my close friends allowed me to see that I had dropped my standards and that this was clearly not me and wrong. And to that friend, I thank you.

I have promised myself once again that I will continue my practice of abstinance and that if I break it again that I will have somebody close to me injure me in some severe fashion.

I believe as teenagers and young adults we go through a phase of self discovery. We make mistakes along the way seeing that it is our nature to make these said mistakes and the majority of us try to learn from these, and then there are those that make these mistakes and never look back on them, never maturing. So, the question is where I fit upon these two groups that I just mentioned.

I fit upon those that learn from their mistakes. I have made several mistakes in the past, which I will not name because I am not proud of them, but I have learned from these mistakes to the best of my ability.

A week ago I actually planned on going over to another one of my friend’s house to party, which would have involved drinking. My mother found out about this, but was noticably fine with it. My friend that was mentioned above had contacted me about drinking and I immediately canceled all of the plans.

So, it’s come to the end of this little entry about self discovery and vowing to keep my practice of abstinance going. Thank you friend, I’m sure you are reading this.

Updates
There’s a new layout. This one is a little less simple.

Let me tell you about my Friday and how shit hit the fan. It all started about 2:45pm when I was in Biology, doing the complete opposite of Biology (oh how Economics is evil). Theresa, one of my friends, tried to sign me out and well, for lack of a better statement, epically failed. So the school secretary called my lovely mother and explained that a person called in to sign me out and how this said person had a younger voice.  I had to call my mother back and I swear she might as well of came through that phone and straggled me. I think I might of preferred that method actually.

At 3:17pm school was finally over. Theresa and I headed to my job to pick up my check that my amazing (read: asshole) boss made out. Oh but how he didn’t make out that check. So Theresa and I headed to her parent’s home to hang out until Thomas (her husband, my friend) got off of work.

We left their house about 5:40pm, not knowing that the bank closed at 6pm. We got into town at about 5:55pm (we sped the entire way) and decided to go see if my check was made out. Like before, it wasn’t made out. So I left, upset.

We got to the bank at 6:02pm. Instead of somebody being in the window, the lights were out. So we look behind us and see the two people walking towards their car, obviously noticing that we were there. They kept walking and entered into their cars.

Now. Before I write beyond point, know this. Thomas, Theresa, & I were planning on going to the Tulsa State Fair to go see Flyleaf and just have a good time. Now let’s resume the story.

With the people gone, we had no other way of getting money. So we picked up Thomas from work and we were all basically upset. They took me home and apologized. We all three planned on going today (Saturday).

Over night Theresa got sick. So the idea of going to the fair went out the window.

We were also planning on partying after we got home from the fair. Yes, that’s means that I would of been drinking underage. And for some odd reason, the thought of that no longer bothers me. But this plan, just like the fair, went out the window.

So my weekend has been boring. I’ve spent the majority of today sleeping and getting on the internet. I don’t know what tomorrow holds, but it’ll probably be like today.

The only thing exiting that happened was the leaking of BoA’s American debut single “Eat You Up” which I’ve been listening to for the past hour or so. I’ll probably be writing a review over it soon.

Updates
There’s a new layout. Thank you Aaron for helping me fix the little problems with this one.