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So I just feel like writing somewheres, but Im too lazy to write it out with a pen, so here I am. This weekend sucks like hell. I was supposed to head up to Ottawa to visit my two best friends at Carelton University, and on the day I was supposed to leave I get a call from y mom saying that my grandmother is really sick and in the hospital. So Ottawa is canceled, and I head 'er home. I hate it here. Every time I come home it's under bad circumstances- last time it was my uncle that was dying. Im so bored. I don't know what to do with myself. I'm all alone in my house, everyone is at the hospital, but I can't stand it there; everything is so dismal and filled with sickness and death. It makes me want to freak out. So here i am- home alone, my grandmother dying in the hospital, feeling like shit. fun times.