Hello all!
It's been a while since I last wrote, so here's a brief update. :)
I'm wrapping up my third week of community college, but yet I don't think it's too soon to say that transferring here is undoubtedly one of the best decisions I've made so far in my academic career. I'm so happy that I put my own stupid pride aside and lowered my credits from eighteen down to fifteen, so that I can actually set realistic goals for myself to be able to meet deadlines for both work and school while still getting six hours of sleep for the most part. I also have three day weekends which is great for catching up on homework and projects.
But what I v
Needle and the Damage Done 5 by electricsorbet, literature
Literature
Needle and the Damage Done 5
Bonzo had gone all intervention on me that night. He invited himself into my and Jimmy's hotel room with a six pack of beer and an air about him that told me I'd be having fun tonight if I liked it or not.
The customary sound of cans cracking open signified the beginning of our night, and we both took our first drinks. I was still smoking more often than not. It seemed like the whole night I had one of the damn things in my hand, and we had to open the balcony door because the smell of smoke was getting pretty bad.
We were in the living-room type part of the hotel room. It was a whole fuck of a lot nicer than
The Whitler family, minus their super-sized son, were back on the road. Russell Whitler thought that the popular escape route would be the thruway. He also thought that every other terrified person in a five-mile radius would be having the same idea. With that in mind, he decided to head for the back roads out of the small town.
They wouldn't cover as much ground as they would on the straight thruway. The back roads were curved and winding, at the whims of the landscape they ran through. The roads took the family through hills and forests, sometimes unpaved, always to places they were unfamiliar with. Half an hour of driving and they still h