I really didn't go to sleep at 3am last night, but instead at 530am.
I woke up 4 hours later.
For some odd reason I was in a cleaning mood again..
Since my brother is in New York, I've been spending lots of time con Madre.
Overview:
- Thursday.
Applebee's.
It wasn't all that great. I actually wasn't very satisfied with the food there. The buffalo wings weren't even hot! I didn't even wanna take this picture, but madre insisted.
- Friday.
Rick's Roadhouse.
This was actually our first time here. I never even heard of this place. You learn something new every day.* This was my favorite place of the three. The hot wings aka "Wings From Hell!" w a little devil on the side on the menu, were actually hot. My mouth was numb for a little while. They kinda reminded me of the "Runnin` Through Hell" sauce from Phat Wings, except they beat those. I had to sit there and not eat or drink anything at all for a few minutes. And they had fried mac & cheese, which is that weird looking ball on my plate. At first madre and I were like what the.. and then I dug in and it actually satisfied my tastebuds. Highly recommend Rick's Roadhouse for a bite. It's downtown somewhere.
- Saturday.
Marchetti's.
Madre said the plate looked bigger than me.
I had NO idea how to approach this plate, and after a while I wasn't even hungry anymore.
This is what it looked like AFTER a few bites.
Haha.. my turn to take pictures. =D
Okay.. that's enough. It made her laugh though. =)
Then off we went to the stores...
Walmart.
Target.
Gas station.
So, as I was laying down this morning before I went to sleep, I was thinking about the songs that I'm relating to and how they can actually represent how I felt, or am still feeling..
*Colors represent the level of "love" we were on. Red being wtf is goin on, Green being hey, this can actually work, Purple/Pink being I love this kid, Yellow being uh-ohhh.. Blue being hurt, sad, crying time, letting go, and moving on.. well.. trying to..
"Be Next To Ya" - Krys Ivory ft. Ryan Leslie
Rehabilitation is ssslooowwwwllllyyyy coming to an end.
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