Crappy Anniversary...
I know exactly what I was doing on this date 2 years ago....
My family and I were visiting my aunt and uncle up in Minnesota. 2 days earlier on my bday I met John Ritter, before he died months later (we were at the Mall of America at the time). That night (today 2 yrs ago) we were supposed to go eat at this really good steak place that served 20 oz prime rib for 5 bucks. I really like prime rib so I was all excited that we were gonna go. I was swimming in the pool with my bro' at about 2 in the afternoon. My dad and my mom were talking up on the deck. My dad wasn't in the pool, and that kind of suprised me cuz he's usually in the pool all the time. I could hear them saying stuff like "We should go tell them pretty soon" and stuff... I was wondering what was up and stuff... I kept trying to think of stuff that could be a possible explanations... *note to the people reading this... it doesnt work to make up assumptions*... so anyway we were walking up to our room and I just had this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach... I couldnt explain it... it didnt just come at that minute, though; it was there before, but at this time it was gradually getting worse. We got into the room and my mom started to cry... that's when I knew something was wrong... especially when she said this...
"Grandpa had a heart attack and died"
I just couldn't believe it... I didn't even start to cry right away... I just wanted to leave right then and get out of there... I wanted to run out the door and steal the car (which would be hard cuz i didn't have a license or even a permit) i don't know why I wanted to... maybe I thought the news would be different somewhere else... later that night when it finally hit me I started to cry and cry... it's like i was in denial the first hour or two i had heard the news.
there were two funerals because my grandma wanted 2... one in IL and another in Minnesota... I wish she didn't do that... it was emotionally draining for everybody... it was just too hard... im not gonna write down that story because its real sad...
yea so on a happier note my party's tomorrow... i still havent heard from some people like ashley, rosh... uh... actually thats about it... ive tried callin ashley to hang out or sumthin but shes never home... her parents arent that helpful either... they say she'll call back but its damned if they do...
im gonna take a nap when i get home from summer school... im so frickin tired...
My family and I were visiting my aunt and uncle up in Minnesota. 2 days earlier on my bday I met John Ritter, before he died months later (we were at the Mall of America at the time). That night (today 2 yrs ago) we were supposed to go eat at this really good steak place that served 20 oz prime rib for 5 bucks. I really like prime rib so I was all excited that we were gonna go. I was swimming in the pool with my bro' at about 2 in the afternoon. My dad and my mom were talking up on the deck. My dad wasn't in the pool, and that kind of suprised me cuz he's usually in the pool all the time. I could hear them saying stuff like "We should go tell them pretty soon" and stuff... I was wondering what was up and stuff... I kept trying to think of stuff that could be a possible explanations... *note to the people reading this... it doesnt work to make up assumptions*... so anyway we were walking up to our room and I just had this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach... I couldnt explain it... it didnt just come at that minute, though; it was there before, but at this time it was gradually getting worse. We got into the room and my mom started to cry... that's when I knew something was wrong... especially when she said this...
"Grandpa had a heart attack and died"
I just couldn't believe it... I didn't even start to cry right away... I just wanted to leave right then and get out of there... I wanted to run out the door and steal the car (which would be hard cuz i didn't have a license or even a permit) i don't know why I wanted to... maybe I thought the news would be different somewhere else... later that night when it finally hit me I started to cry and cry... it's like i was in denial the first hour or two i had heard the news.
there were two funerals because my grandma wanted 2... one in IL and another in Minnesota... I wish she didn't do that... it was emotionally draining for everybody... it was just too hard... im not gonna write down that story because its real sad...
yea so on a happier note my party's tomorrow... i still havent heard from some people like ashley, rosh... uh... actually thats about it... ive tried callin ashley to hang out or sumthin but shes never home... her parents arent that helpful either... they say she'll call back but its damned if they do...
im gonna take a nap when i get home from summer school... im so frickin tired...