I am mentally exhausted. Every time I drive home from Michela's house I forget which street is the detour and go down the wrong one without fail. I think this might be the last time I forget because it was extremely annoying and I made it a point to remember that School House Rock Street is not the right one. Tonight something Lanny-ish happened to me. After making it back onto the real detour, I was still so confused as to where I was and had no idea which way to go. I just kind of went, listened to my gut and all that jazz and I made it out onto route 68! It was like a little adventure.

My brother's car is fixed, finally, so the Admiral is now all mine again, well sort of. I still get yelled at for not sharing it. I can't wait to go to the beach Thursday. I need to let my mind relax, take a break from all the thinking I've been doing. It will be my first time all summer, not counting the day in April while we were still in school. Michela, Jenny and I all skipped that one Tuesday it was 90 degrees and spent the entire day at the beach. That was almost four months ago. I can't wait to just lay in the sun again and forget about everything hectic encompassing my life as summer continues on.

I don't like having posts so precise and to the point but I'm really too tired for anything else right now. So, goodnight :)