Why not let the week from hell continue. Pregnant teenagers? Hit and runs? Well that's all well and good but why not throw in a horrible break up and a heart attack?
Marty called me at 11:00 on Thursday night to inform me that two good friends of ours had broken up. It's actually my football coach and a player on my football team. The girl is devastated. The reputation of my sweet, loving, sappy e-mail writing football coach has been tarnished. Awkwardness will ensue.
Skip ahead to Friday afternoon. Another call from Marty. Her mother had a heart attack. She's stable but is riddled with heart disease and will probably require an angioplasty on Monday.
Today a snowstorm is raging outside. I've been stuck in the house of tense all morning. My brother told my parents and jaws are clenched. I need to escape to Ally's for some serious snuggling. This week has been so bad that she's even conceded to watch Buffy episodes on DVD. A small victory.
Nicole
What I hear: Some song by 50 Cent..... who put 50 Cent on my Ipod?!?!