All the Night's Magic Seems to Whisper and Hush

I'm purposefully slowing down the amount of times I blog now, because I found out that I make people CRY with these bad boys. No but really, I've been tired/busy. I'll probably write a lot more now that I don't have to work until WEDNESDAY! Woohoo.
Lately I've been doing nothing except sitting on my butt, or slummin around the Twp. with the guys, which has obviously been a lot more fun than I could type out. Last night, we got back from Denny's and were talking on Phil's driveway. We hear a noise and realize that two houses down is an open car with people laying down in the back of it. This was realized AFTER we had a 30 minute discussion on fecal matter. Classy. But hilarious nonetheless.
Today was Dragan's birthday. We went and saw a movie and went to a "party" after. Except it was more of a basement with 10-15 boozed people talking in seperate parts of the room. Funny to think how far some people have come since high school. Or not. This is so mean. I'm leaving it.
Tomorrow will be awesome. My neigbor Sam is throwing a HUGE graduation party, plus there's a party with the guys after. Should be an awesome day. I already said that.
Just recently (actually, like 10 minutes ago), I took Maya out so she can do her business. I noticed several things:
1. One of the few things I don't enjoy about home. I live on one of those streets where you feel like someone or something is about to sneak up on you and attack you. Its just one of those feelings. I know this because I rarely feel it anywhere else. It genuinely freaks me out. And it only happens at night. Duh.
2. I saw the Big Dipper!!! Usually when I look up, I just see a huge cluster of stars, but today I actually looked up and analyzed the shit out of them, and I SAW it! I was so excited. I hope it will be there, in the same spot, on Sunday. Because I won't be home tomorrow. But you already knew that.
3. Ok. This one has nothing to do with taking my dog out to piss. You caught me. But, today was Friday. Move in day is on a Friday. 7 weeks from now. I have 7 weeks left in Michigan. That's 7 weeks of doing everything but regretting nothing. That's also 49 days. One of these 49 days will be better than the rest. August 7th. Ohh boy. I'll be damned if that's not the best day of summer.
Alright, well I would really enjoy NOT passing out with my shoes still on tomorrow, so I'm going to let you go. But thanks for reading. I like you. Goodnight.