God, no...

Sep 17, 2006 09:55

Today, we have to go see him. I don't want to look inside his casket, I don't want to have to see those people crying, those people saying "I'm so sorry" just for good measure. I hate seeing my grandmother cry, and Skylar acting like a fugly jerk and not even caring. At least his mother has the decency to cry.
God, I hate being near turmoil. I don't want to miss school for this... I have a report due in health, you know. And band! Nights of Columbus, I want band to be forever cancelled... I don't want to have to catch up with that!!! I hate the flute, and I don't see what's so great about that old bag of a teacher.

I finished ch.3 of Blades and Sick Romance. It'll be airing next weekend.

Anywhoo... If you just want to talk, tell me about your day, leave me a comment. If it's anonymous, I'll delete it.

I-I could really use a friend right now.

mourning, death, misery

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