The Everyday Life

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January 2, 2015
I'm awake at 4:15, today we take Megan (my sister) back to Texas. I'm in the back alone, nearly falling back asleep. My body aches and my eyes feel like a thousand pounds. I hope I don't cry, since one of my goals is to see how long I can go without crying.
She's taking my favorite jacket with her, great.
Nobody is on the road, the roads are clean of it's normal filth.
The highway clear.
It makes you really think, it's a Friday morning, and people are already up and driving? But then again so is my father, sister and I.
The car was silent as we moved from our hometown to the other half my county. But dad turned on the radio to cover up the silence of the open road.
Going to the Philadelphia airport (or anyplace in the general region) is normally long and annoying.
I've lived on the suburbs of Philly since I was born yet I'll never be a true Philadelphian.
'God bless the broken road' by rascal flats played as we gained closer to Philadelphia. It was my sister and her boyfriends song.
She began to weep since she had to say goodbye yesterday afternoon and he wasn't here to say goodbye one final time.
It's only four more damn months.
And now we are lost. Just great.
Well thanks to my expert map reading skills, we made it on time. Although when I was walking back to the car, which was very long. We accidentally parked at the end of the airport and her flight was in terminal A. But anyway, all of these depressing songs came on. Adam's song by Blink 182 was the most memorable song that played. The lyrics 'please tell mom that it's not her fault' played over and over in my head.
Right now I'm coming home and it feels like a movie scene. It's sunrise, I'm on a highway looking out a window. My dad has the country radio playing Taylor swift as I enjoyed panic at the disco.
You know philly sunrises are maybe the most beautiful thing in this very dirty place. The blue clouds had streaks of pink and the rest of the sky faded from blue to yellow to pink.
Its night now, well 9:21 to be exact.
I need to read my dumb book for English 'the catcher in the rye'.
Fifteen pages in and I'm already bored as hell.
I just want to read my 'free reading book' or as I like to call it, my secret escape. It's 'looking for Alaska' by John green.
In a way the books are both similar and opposite. Both main characters are in a private school, and males.
Both are to themselves.
Although Holden from the catcher in eye is failing out of school yet again. When pudge from lfa, is just joining a private school.

Today I also wrote an apology in my watt pad story 'baby lush laws'. I feel bad for ending the story but you got to do what you got to do, i guess.