I really can't think of how to put this without sounding overly ... needy per se
I guess the past week has just been a whirlwind of... well... suck.
Let's go day by day:
Thursday - My mom used some really weird wording that really ended up just making her sound racist. I was a bit :\ the whole night. I got a letter from my school saying a teacher of mine hadn't fixed a grade of mine so it remained an incomplete so I had to hunt down her email and send her a note on why she hadn't updated/fixed my grade. *raaaaaaaaaaant* On the other hand the one the light spot was that we got a new puppy named Bluebell. She's a peach.
Friday - our family had the morning together until my mom got a call from my grandparents that they hadn't heard from my uncle Jeff in 2 almost 3 days. It was a year to the day that my uncle jeff had gotten really ill with bacterial pneumonia and went into the hospital. My family assumed he had gotten ill again and so they went to do a welfare check as I headed off work work with a nervous feeling. My dad and sister called me at work to inform me that my uncle jeff had passed away. They had found him deceased in his apartment. I up and just left work. Raul left work and came to make sure I was ok and let me vent. For the past couple of nights I've been escaping to Raul's to curl up and not feel so... alone. I had been anticipating Jeff's passing since I was in 8th grade when we found out he was HIV positive, and last year it progressed into AIDS. It's been really weird because it seems that its been pretty much a weird mixture of mourning and fighting over how we're going to take care of all of Jeff's belongings and everything like that. I vowed that for his funeral I'm wearing something red to represent my knowledge of his AIDS. Raul's coming to the funeral, and I don't know about any more of my friends, but a couple have said that they'll try.
Saturday - I called in for a day of mourning and when I go to work tomorrow I have to let them know that I'll need the upcoming Saturday off for his funeral. I feel bad, but at the same time this is my family. I spent the day keeping my grandparents busy - taking them to lunch and just basically trying to keep them from driving up to his apartment or going to the funeral home where my dad and uncle were making arrangements. It's a bit dark that this is the day before Easter and our family is just a wreck.
Sunday - I did 4 Easters. My family, Raul's sister Angela, His grandmother's, and our group of friends at Danny's. It was a long day but being able to keep busy helped.
Today I got my grade fixed - finally! - turned in my paper, and Raul and I got our Monday nookie BUT Danny's roommate Paco walked in after we were finished. I was smart enough to put my panties back on so no nudity on my end, but he got an eyeful of Raul. Poor poor scarred Paco. LMFAO
Today has definitely looked up.
Let's go day by day:
Thursday - My mom used some really weird wording that really ended up just making her sound racist. I was a bit :\ the whole night. I got a letter from my school saying a teacher of mine hadn't fixed a grade of mine so it remained an incomplete so I had to hunt down her email and send her a note on why she hadn't updated/fixed my grade. *raaaaaaaaaaant* On the other hand the one the light spot was that we got a new puppy named Bluebell. She's a peach.
Friday - our family had the morning together until my mom got a call from my grandparents that they hadn't heard from my uncle Jeff in 2 almost 3 days. It was a year to the day that my uncle jeff had gotten really ill with bacterial pneumonia and went into the hospital. My family assumed he had gotten ill again and so they went to do a welfare check as I headed off work work with a nervous feeling. My dad and sister called me at work to inform me that my uncle jeff had passed away. They had found him deceased in his apartment. I up and just left work. Raul left work and came to make sure I was ok and let me vent. For the past couple of nights I've been escaping to Raul's to curl up and not feel so... alone. I had been anticipating Jeff's passing since I was in 8th grade when we found out he was HIV positive, and last year it progressed into AIDS. It's been really weird because it seems that its been pretty much a weird mixture of mourning and fighting over how we're going to take care of all of Jeff's belongings and everything like that. I vowed that for his funeral I'm wearing something red to represent my knowledge of his AIDS. Raul's coming to the funeral, and I don't know about any more of my friends, but a couple have said that they'll try.
Saturday - I called in for a day of mourning and when I go to work tomorrow I have to let them know that I'll need the upcoming Saturday off for his funeral. I feel bad, but at the same time this is my family. I spent the day keeping my grandparents busy - taking them to lunch and just basically trying to keep them from driving up to his apartment or going to the funeral home where my dad and uncle were making arrangements. It's a bit dark that this is the day before Easter and our family is just a wreck.
Sunday - I did 4 Easters. My family, Raul's sister Angela, His grandmother's, and our group of friends at Danny's. It was a long day but being able to keep busy helped.
Today I got my grade fixed - finally! - turned in my paper, and Raul and I got our Monday nookie BUT Danny's roommate Paco walked in after we were finished. I was smart enough to put my panties back on so no nudity on my end, but he got an eyeful of Raul. Poor poor scarred Paco. LMFAO
Today has definitely looked up.