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so this past week was just plain crazy. i had a major test in all three of my classes. stupid huh?
then this weekend was even crazier. i hungout with brent a bit. that was really good. i enjoyed myself greatly. we went to the tribute to the apollo deal in mcconnel and it was pretty funny. we booed some big black guys that i wouldnt even think about talking to if i happened to see them while buying ice at 7-11. after that we made the long walk over to andy's house where i danced for the first time in a long time. Lisa, traci's friend, came and visited on saturday and sunday and that was great. she's a really nice girl. on saturday we all went over to leigh's and had a grand ol' time. wally got pretty involved in the festivities and ended the night with ramming his head into a bedpost and eating a big plate of ravioli. we also found traci's roomate wandering around, chased a rabbit, and found another gate into narnia. all of this on bathroom breaks.
all in all the past few days had some crazy ups and downs. i've been so happy at points i thought i was going to explode. sometimes traci can just make my entire life. but also there are some things going on that aren't the best. i'm not trying to play victim or anything, but they just suck. i havent really talked about it to anyone because i didnt want to put a damper on the weekend with lame circumstances. my grandma isn't doing so great. she has alzheimers and it's getting pretty rotten. my dad just went down to california this weekend to figure out stuff for the will and all that jazz. she's not dying right this second or anything, she's just getting super old. kinda exactly like in the notebook, where she can't remember the simplest things. she doesnt know who my dad is let alone me or my brother. i guess my dad went and visited a while ago and woke up in the middle of the night (this was when she was kind of on her last ropes and could still remember a little bit from time to time) and she was crying in the hall and talking about how she thinks she's losing her mind and memories. it's so freaking heartbreaking to think about it. it's really sad to think that i'm never going to get to see her again and have her smile at me and know i'm her grandson, and give her a hug and have everything be good. she bit my grandpa a couple days ago while he was trying to give her medicine. i guess it's getting too hard on him, so they're moving her to a home for the last...however long. they're both getting too old. and on top of that, i'm almost angry at my aunt. we tried to go visit like two or three times while my grandmother was sick, but could still remember us and everything, but everytime she said that it would probably just be too much comotion for her. like eventually it wouldn't be anymore right? so lets just wait until the incurable disease gets better and then we'll come on down. so now i never get to say hello to her and have her know who i am ever again. shitty. just plain shitty.
so that's all. i actually mentioned it to brent a little...didn't get into detail or anything. it's so stupid sometimes. i dont know what i would do without traci with me. even though there hasnt really been a great time in the past couple days to talk to her, it just helps to be around her sometimes. she's deffinately the light of my life. well alrighty. i have a lot to say about music and my visit home and decisions for the next few months...but i think that's enough for tonight. i'm gonna take a shower.
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then this weekend was even crazier. i hungout with brent a bit. that was really good. i enjoyed myself greatly. we went to the tribute to the apollo deal in mcconnel and it was pretty funny. we booed some big black guys that i wouldnt even think about talking to if i happened to see them while buying ice at 7-11. after that we made the long walk over to andy's house where i danced for the first time in a long time. Lisa, traci's friend, came and visited on saturday and sunday and that was great. she's a really nice girl. on saturday we all went over to leigh's and had a grand ol' time. wally got pretty involved in the festivities and ended the night with ramming his head into a bedpost and eating a big plate of ravioli. we also found traci's roomate wandering around, chased a rabbit, and found another gate into narnia. all of this on bathroom breaks.
all in all the past few days had some crazy ups and downs. i've been so happy at points i thought i was going to explode. sometimes traci can just make my entire life. but also there are some things going on that aren't the best. i'm not trying to play victim or anything, but they just suck. i havent really talked about it to anyone because i didnt want to put a damper on the weekend with lame circumstances. my grandma isn't doing so great. she has alzheimers and it's getting pretty rotten. my dad just went down to california this weekend to figure out stuff for the will and all that jazz. she's not dying right this second or anything, she's just getting super old. kinda exactly like in the notebook, where she can't remember the simplest things. she doesnt know who my dad is let alone me or my brother. i guess my dad went and visited a while ago and woke up in the middle of the night (this was when she was kind of on her last ropes and could still remember a little bit from time to time) and she was crying in the hall and talking about how she thinks she's losing her mind and memories. it's so freaking heartbreaking to think about it. it's really sad to think that i'm never going to get to see her again and have her smile at me and know i'm her grandson, and give her a hug and have everything be good. she bit my grandpa a couple days ago while he was trying to give her medicine. i guess it's getting too hard on him, so they're moving her to a home for the last...however long. they're both getting too old. and on top of that, i'm almost angry at my aunt. we tried to go visit like two or three times while my grandmother was sick, but could still remember us and everything, but everytime she said that it would probably just be too much comotion for her. like eventually it wouldn't be anymore right? so lets just wait until the incurable disease gets better and then we'll come on down. so now i never get to say hello to her and have her know who i am ever again. shitty. just plain shitty.
so that's all. i actually mentioned it to brent a little...didn't get into detail or anything. it's so stupid sometimes. i dont know what i would do without traci with me. even though there hasnt really been a great time in the past couple days to talk to her, it just helps to be around her sometimes. she's deffinately the light of my life. well alrighty. i have a lot to say about music and my visit home and decisions for the next few months...but i think that's enough for tonight. i'm gonna take a shower.
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