All of my plans for today were utterly trashed. I was going to visit a friend I refer to as "mouth breather" in the city today and get completely obliterated while watching movies. His friend got grazed by a bullet and is now in the hospital, so that was ruined. No worries on that though I honestly didn't feel like dealing with him. He's a bit of a loser. No offense to him, God love him, but he's younger and stupid.
My second plan was to hang out with Aned today for her birthday and what not. So we decided to go to Eastern State Penitentiary today. Well, apparently there is a huge French population in Philadelphia (?) and it was closed due to a Bastille Day celebration although I was informed that Bastille Day wasn't until the 14th. So I drove all the way to Philly to walk around for twenty minutes, say "Fuck this, I'm not French", and get back in the car and drive all the way back home.
What really irritates me is that today, before I left to pick Aned up, I went to Walmart and bought the digital SLR I have been eying since my mother told me about the upcoming trip to Rome in March, and figured it would be the best opportunity to play around with it.
Apparently, Philadelphia hates me. Every time I go up there to do something or visit someone, there's some sort of fucking celebration that I am unaware of that is right in the fucking way of where I need to be. The last time I went, Aned and I were supposed to meet up with Sheena and go to the Philadelphia Zoo. I understand that it was the 4th of July, but really!? All those streets needed to be closed so I couldn't get there from anywhere that I already was!? It seems every time I go up there it's some country's liberation day or whatever.
I'm so fed up. I'm so irritated. AND I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THERE ARE SO MANY FRENCH PEOPLE IN FUCKING PHILADELPHIA!!!! Someone, please fucking explain this to me. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My second plan was to hang out with Aned today for her birthday and what not. So we decided to go to Eastern State Penitentiary today. Well, apparently there is a huge French population in Philadelphia (?) and it was closed due to a Bastille Day celebration although I was informed that Bastille Day wasn't until the 14th. So I drove all the way to Philly to walk around for twenty minutes, say "Fuck this, I'm not French", and get back in the car and drive all the way back home.
What really irritates me is that today, before I left to pick Aned up, I went to Walmart and bought the digital SLR I have been eying since my mother told me about the upcoming trip to Rome in March, and figured it would be the best opportunity to play around with it.
Apparently, Philadelphia hates me. Every time I go up there to do something or visit someone, there's some sort of fucking celebration that I am unaware of that is right in the fucking way of where I need to be. The last time I went, Aned and I were supposed to meet up with Sheena and go to the Philadelphia Zoo. I understand that it was the 4th of July, but really!? All those streets needed to be closed so I couldn't get there from anywhere that I already was!? It seems every time I go up there it's some country's liberation day or whatever.
I'm so fed up. I'm so irritated. AND I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THERE ARE SO MANY FRENCH PEOPLE IN FUCKING PHILADELPHIA!!!! Someone, please fucking explain this to me. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
^^ fixed ^^
Well try another field trip again soon yes??