It's only 'cause I'm not there

Things are going back to normal. Vincent isn't sick anymore so he's not Mr. Irritable. We have good conversations and we laugh a lot more. I'm happy. Today, my aunt and uncle are coming to spend a few days here and stuff. Tonight we're going out to this yummy Italian restaurant and tomorrow we're having another Thanksgiving--meaning my parents are making the 'feast'.



Wednesday is Senior Project presentations. I am fucked, literally. I hate this.