Failure By Design

Tonight brought up a little scare that had me down in the dumps. All day I felt on the fence, nor happy nor sad, but by 9PM, the night was already a tough one. When our relationship is risked, I freak out. Then, I have to play the whole "he said she said" game and find out who knows, when we're trying to keep it on the down-low. I look back on it now and I feel bad for suddenly riding up my friend's ass with blame and a warning. I should have approached the situation more politely, but hey, it's what happened. Today also consisted of trying to make flag designs for our show. I'm willing to do as much as I can to make this show good. It will literally be ours. Photo is of that design. PS. I need to get out more..beach tomorrow yay! :D

$8 Taxi To Union Ave, Please

So you lie to your parents. You take a cab to see the love of your life. Your mom suspects something and accuses you of everything that's true. You deny it all. You tell her she's sounding crazy and there is no need to be worried. You assure her that every lie you told her is genuinely true. Get a ride home, but dont walk in at the same time. In fact, get dropped off at the store and pretend to buy something from where you really shouldve been. Walk back home and ask your sister to secretly bring a bag from B&N. You walk in with the bag so it seems you were where you said you were the entire time. Guilt slowly loses its place in your heart with lying to family. The only good in this all..is really hard to see. The benefit was being able to be with that certain person for a simple hour and a half. Risk everything and lose honesty. Should I be happy for a day like this? Slightly. Should I be proud? Nope. Photo's of waiting room to visit a family friend who suffered a heart attack. ICU isn't the cutest part of a hospital.