(12) Drive into the Sunset

The drive home was fine. But I hate other (Indiana?) drivers! I can't even tell you how many times people just randomly slammed their brakes for no reason. And when I finally got into town... Green: it means go.

Well when I got home, no one was here, and then I made the amazing discovery that I forgot my face wash! So I had to run to Meijer and spend an arm and a leg on that $5 face wash, and then when I got back home Jim was here (my mum's.... ex? current? idk boyfriend-man person, but we live with him).
I guess my mom planned on doing something for dinner, but she accidentally hopped on the wrong train home and didn't get home until around 10PM. Poor mommy.

Well, Jim was starving. My mom literally called me when Jim was upstairs to ask if I'd be willing to go out to dinner with him. I guess he was too afraid to ask me. Well I really didn't want to, but I said yes anyway and I'm glad I did. I sort of see Jim in the same light as Tei-sensei. Tei-sensei is a very nice man, but too harsh on the grading process. Jim is also very nice, but a little too harsh on the alcohol.
We wound up at Texas Roadhouse, and we both had salmon. It was good, but a little awkward. We mostly just talked about school and what not. He paid for the meal too, so it was fiiiiine.

My mom just got home a little while ago, and we had a nice little conversation. She seems really stressed out, maybe even a bit depressed. I just felt really sad the whole time we were talking just now. She seems like she's really lonesome. She/we will be moving out of here sometime in May, and my brother will be moving with her. My brother will made good company! Except Kelly.
Anyway, I'm pretty excited to move. Supposedly its a really nice place over in Munster (less than a mile from this house).
So that was really my whole, day really. Class, three and half hours of driving, and it was a terrible day at work! We had to scrub down the kitchen until it was spotless. I don't mind cleaning, but add chemicals and the fear of the health department, and cleaning the kitchen is no joke around there!

God, my blogs are already boring.