Nobody on the road Nobody on the beach I feel it in the air The summer's out of reach Empty lake, empty streets The sun goes down alone I'm drivin' by your house Though I know you're not home [The.Ataris] So I just realized I go to school in about 13 days. I also realized I've updated a whopping 3 times this summer. I think it's about time I gave everyone an update. Where to start? Hmmmmm... My name is Padfoot and I have a problem. Ok, not really for once, but it's fun to pretend to be in a rehab group sometimes. I guess I really should start at the beginning. So, here goes. I basically started summer with no friends. My two best friends weren't talking to me (and still aren't) and for some reason every single other breathing organism was sending me into fits of homicidal tendencies. So I started off with work. Boy, what fun!!! (Sarcasm.) The good thing is Maggie and Jean wrer still around so me and Jules would go up and see them and hang out (they were some of the few people that didn't make me wanna kill them, oh and Erin). About two weeks into the summer they both had to go to New York for an internship. So then once again day in and day out I had work and when I didn't I just kinda sat around and twiddled my thumbs. Me and my sister would occassionally go out to a mall or something because things with my sister were quieting down. Then, one day, my Mom decided to flip out on her cause I accidentally brough her home 15 minutes after her curfew. My Mom decided to fake an overdose on drugs which sent us into panic because what the fuck were we supposed to do. We found she faked it and my sister went to stay with my Aunt for the night and then back to my Mom's the next day. So right about now I realized how much I missed Maggie and Jean and decided to go see them in New York. Me, Jules, and Neal (Maggie's boyfriend) packed up and settled into Angelina (my car) and set off to the City that Never Sleeps. What should have been a very good vacation turned into insufferable chaos and we all had an absolutely dreadful time, well, except when we were eating guacamole at El Rio Grande (less than three their guac). We came back and I told Maggie me and Bridget were gonna come up again to go see the Metropolitan Museum of Art. We went home and I rediscovered Bridget. We started hanging out hardcore which was awesome. I'm sorry, but nothing compares to Wal Mart at 1 in the morning (Purity Power!). Me, Bridget, Anthony, and Julie went to the movies one day and I asked Anthony if he would have liked to come to the Met with us and not two weeks later I was on Interstate 80 once again. One big difference this time. I got a fucking speeding ticket in Jersey. I think Jersey should die. I now hate that place. Even their scenic overlooks are shit and they're a bunch of racist assholes. Their beaches are dirty and their cops are crooked. Alright, that was a rant. But once we go to the City it was an amazing time. Absolutely amazing. The Met made me touch myself in an innappropriate manner and I got to have Rio's guac again. So we came home last Sunday. I still haven't called about the ticket. I have to do that soon. I went to Warped Tour on Thursday with Erin and James and a bunch of little kids. That was fucking amazing. The Starting Line signed a sandal for me (*stroke of genius*) and Senses Fail signed a poster ("Look! it's free!"). I met Funeral for a Friend but didn't get anything signed. Some nice guy stole me and Erin some "Mosh Water" and I'm saving the can and turning it into something cause it looks really cool. I saw so many bands (m/ Senses Fail, Fall Out Boy, some group I didn't know, The Starting Line, Funeral for a Friend, the Dropkick Murphys, MXPX, and Thrice m/). I almost didn't get to see Thrice because one of the other kids that came with us got hit in the head with a full Gatorade bottle and had her eyebrow split open. I refused to leave because of her bloodloss. My sister was also put into foster care because she said my Mom hit her. My mom say she didn't hit her and my sister's story fell through completely but no one really knows. The cops were just annoyed with my Mom for always calling them and they believed my sister cause they're also crooked here and don't really care if justice is served as long as they get their paychecks and donuts. But, anyway, that was my summer. The rest is gonna be spent working and finishing up getting ready for college and spending as much time with the friends I still have and possibly trying to get old friendships back. Wish me luck. I'm not sure if I'll get to update again before school starts, so until then.