Dec 18, 2008 16:53
This weekend will be the first time I have felt what it's like to get away
since my grandmother was diagnosed of cancer a year ago.
this will be the hardest time of year, though.
I miss you.
Something as petty as a Christmas tree can bring about more than I can feel.
edit.
Maybe I'm just a terrible person, but I am so, so tired of some people's lack of responsibility and maturity. You want this, you want that. You need that, you need this. Then get up and do something. And stop being angry with other people when they don't have the means to help you. I am so tired of helping people who won't help themselves. I've got my own things going on. I work two jobs and I go to school and I'm still broke. I can't afford to drive certain people around all the time without getting a little financial assistance in return. Seriously, it's time to grow up. And you have less time to do it than most.
So last night Channing and I went to a frat party. Needless to say, it was entertaining. As Channing pointed it out, it's hysterical to see people that always thought they were better than us in high school completely destroy themselves.
Especially when we're sober.
I was thinking one day was I was driving home, that it's interesting how humans can't seem to be trusted to chaos, as in anarchy, yet we trust a select few people to tell us what we can and cannot do.
Meh.
Work it harder.