7-30-11

Let's see...

On Saturday, I babysat from 12-7, which wasn't bad, except the fact that I missed my friend's party that I was supposed to go to... I felt bad for not going, because I said I was, but I actually wanted to go so I was just bummed that I didn't get to.

But after I babysat, I went to Frisbee up at our school. There were actually a ton of people there, and we played a good 2-3 hours.

Then after that, we all went to the middle school, and got on the roof there and whatnot like we do sometimes, but things got pretty damn sketchy so we decided to leave.

We all went our separate ways for a few minutes, but then all reconvened at the Hy-Vee down the street.

Then my friend and I went back to where our cars were at (at the High School) and sat there and talked for like and hour and a half before we went home.

I ended up staying up until 5 AM... why? Because I was home alone, and truth is, I was scared. I'm not sure what exactly I was scared of, but I just was. I feel like that every time I have to stay the night at my house all alone. I guess it's just fear of the unknown... or, even fear itself that I'm afraid of.

But more on that later, maybe.