Guitar Gently Weeps...

Well, today was great.
I wore my sisters shirt to school today (looked good on me too), I ate pizza for lunch (delicious), I talked with friends from school (and had Jesus cookies), arranged to tutor Gina in World History if she helped me with Algebra (she talks a lot, but is nice) and sat with Dare on the bus.
The really interesting part comes when I get home.
I finished my homework and started to watch the amazing show "Friends" when suddenly my phone rang.
I checked and it was GuitarHero, so I answered. And get this:
For the past few months, he's been holding a special place in his heart for a guy whom shall be called Sandy (=P). And it finally paid off today when he asked GuitarHero to go to Target to get a new iPhone case.
Yay!
So he agreed and that was the last I heard of it.
Then tonight he called and was like "You've gotta help me"
I asked what was wrong and he said "Sandy ditched me, I have NO IDEA where I am"
So you can imagine how panicky I got.
I stayed on the phone with him non stop for 50 minutes. In those 50 minutes, he boarded a bus, a bus he had no idea where it went.
So we exchanged panicked asking for directions, if anything looked familiar, and our mutual hatred of Sandy.
Finally, after spending 40 minutes on a bus that as far as he knew, lead to nowhere, he got downtown. Where he got on a bus, and got home safe.
Needless to say, he might never talk to Sandy again, I may never talk to Sandy again...
Its not a good thing to do to someone,
On the up hand, he wants to chill this weekend.
It would be fun.

Beatles: Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC. Didn't get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee. Man I had I dreadful flight. I'm back in the USSR. You don't know how lucky you lucky you are boy Back in the USSR.