So I’m at work and go on my lunch because he tells me he has bad news. So I call him up, and he tells me that his brother bought tickets to go and they’re leaving tomorrow.
There I am, sitting in my car, crying. I didn’t even know if I was going to see him before he left. I had closing shift… meaning I didn’t get off until probably 11 PM. So my day was ruined.
But, after work I go to his friend’s apartment–he and his brother are staying there because they were kicked out. I was thinking of just like talking to him in the car and saying goodbye, but then we ended up all watching a movie and drinking. Haha, great last memory. But then when I was leaving he came back in the car and we were talking and then we decided to sneak him back to my place to stay the night. Haha which ended up being really hilarious because I was tipsy. I told him to stay in the car so I could say goodnight to my mother–at like 4 AM? My mom heard me come home and was like “What the hell happened to you?!”. I just told her to hush and that I’m going to bed, but I forgot something in the car… Haha. It all worked out in the end… I am the master ;]
I remember him waking me up, and I was complaining that he doesn’t have to leave for another hour haha. But then after I woke up again, I remember having the best feeling ever.
Then I had to drive him back to his friend’s place since he had to be at the airport by 7am. Which is now. I got like 2 hours of sleep. And a bit of a hangover. And work in an hour. And then Justin Timberlake’s FutureSex/LoveSounds concert an hour after I get off.
But, at least I’m way too hungover/sleepdeprived to be depressed. We decided to do long-distance. Which is supposedly set up to fail…. we’lll see.
