Lifes not a bitch, Life is a beautiful woman
Ah, what an easter...
So last night was probably the most humdrum and somber day Ive had in a long time. There is NO one here since they all went home for the short break, I however dont have a home to go to, heh. I thought itd be fun to stay here...Boy was I mistaken.
I found myself writing in this last night and it really made me feel better, I have a lot of random shit running laps in my mind, its nice to let it out through a medium that requires no talent since I dont share it with anyone else.
Withing the next week I have an 8 page paper on Religion vs. Science and a whole boatload of Computer Apps II work due (EXCEL EXCEL EXCEL ACCESS ACCESS EXCEL)
I havent done laundry in a month, I think Ill get around to that today, Ive been switching in between three shirts and one pair of jeans for the time being.
My grandfather is slowly dying back home in Puerto Rico, my aunt wrote me a letter recently telling me of his worsening health. I distance myself so much from family. You would think it would be easy for me to just pick up the phone to call and talk to the one man in my family I truly respect, but for some reason I just find it so damn hard, but I gotta do it tonight.
My dad, myself and my grandfather.
The man is 77 years old and just last year he renewed the shed behind the house he built and has lived in for over 40 years. The problem is hes been smoking since he was 13 and now his lungs are virtually no good. Hes lived a wonderful life, influenced ALL his grandchildren and charmed hundreds of people in the process. Everyone loves Rafael Cheveres. I respect him more than anyone in the world, men like him dont exist anymore.
So last night was probably the most humdrum and somber day Ive had in a long time. There is NO one here since they all went home for the short break, I however dont have a home to go to, heh. I thought itd be fun to stay here...Boy was I mistaken.
I found myself writing in this last night and it really made me feel better, I have a lot of random shit running laps in my mind, its nice to let it out through a medium that requires no talent since I dont share it with anyone else.
Withing the next week I have an 8 page paper on Religion vs. Science and a whole boatload of Computer Apps II work due (EXCEL EXCEL EXCEL ACCESS ACCESS EXCEL)
I havent done laundry in a month, I think Ill get around to that today, Ive been switching in between three shirts and one pair of jeans for the time being.
My grandfather is slowly dying back home in Puerto Rico, my aunt wrote me a letter recently telling me of his worsening health. I distance myself so much from family. You would think it would be easy for me to just pick up the phone to call and talk to the one man in my family I truly respect, but for some reason I just find it so damn hard, but I gotta do it tonight.
My dad, myself and my grandfather.
The man is 77 years old and just last year he renewed the shed behind the house he built and has lived in for over 40 years. The problem is hes been smoking since he was 13 and now his lungs are virtually no good. Hes lived a wonderful life, influenced ALL his grandchildren and charmed hundreds of people in the process. Everyone loves Rafael Cheveres. I respect him more than anyone in the world, men like him dont exist anymore.