So...
I guess it's been awhile since I updated, and for me to be thinking about it, means I actually like this writing here...
Last week went well... Becky's graduation was nice, but I didn't like the fact that it was held at Hinkley. It's a shitty field, and was held there for a shitty reason. Apparently the Principal last year embezzaled so many funds from Central that they couldn't hold it anywhere but the School's district field. That's just crap!
Anywho, Becky looked great, I was there with my family and Megan (whom is now considered family, mind you), and it was nice to see my Sister pick up her diploma. The crowd was obnoxious, and it was hot, but threatening to rain. Kinda funny, actually; Once the last diploma was handed out, and the new Principal told them congrats and announced them as graduated, the skies cracked a huge, thunderous lightning bolt! Aside from these things, it was just nice to be there.
We got back to my Parent's house, and the party (thankfully, more of a get-together, really) started. A few of Becky's friends showed up, we all drank, and had a merry, (relatively) quiet time. Megan and I slept on the floor in the living room, and I guess it surprised her a little bit that it didn't bother my Parents that we slept together, all snuggled up like that. We ended up on the couch, to help my breathing, but still together.
Later that morning, I got talked at by my grandmother, which I suppose wasn't so bad, just awkward and not very clear. She's losing her mind and health, and I am a bit saddened by my reaction more than the fact that it's happening. See, although it affects me, I don't think it does as much as I feel it should... Does that make sense? Doesn't really to me, but, oh well!
I said good-bye to my Grandmother, and my Grandfather rode with us while my Dad took Megan and I to her place. Said 'bye to him and Dad, and felt kinda bad afterwards; I'm not sure I am ever going to see my Grandmother again, and it's just odd to think about it that way.
So... More to come, just going to take a break...
Last week went well... Becky's graduation was nice, but I didn't like the fact that it was held at Hinkley. It's a shitty field, and was held there for a shitty reason. Apparently the Principal last year embezzaled so many funds from Central that they couldn't hold it anywhere but the School's district field. That's just crap!
Anywho, Becky looked great, I was there with my family and Megan (whom is now considered family, mind you), and it was nice to see my Sister pick up her diploma. The crowd was obnoxious, and it was hot, but threatening to rain. Kinda funny, actually; Once the last diploma was handed out, and the new Principal told them congrats and announced them as graduated, the skies cracked a huge, thunderous lightning bolt! Aside from these things, it was just nice to be there.
We got back to my Parent's house, and the party (thankfully, more of a get-together, really) started. A few of Becky's friends showed up, we all drank, and had a merry, (relatively) quiet time. Megan and I slept on the floor in the living room, and I guess it surprised her a little bit that it didn't bother my Parents that we slept together, all snuggled up like that. We ended up on the couch, to help my breathing, but still together.
Later that morning, I got talked at by my grandmother, which I suppose wasn't so bad, just awkward and not very clear. She's losing her mind and health, and I am a bit saddened by my reaction more than the fact that it's happening. See, although it affects me, I don't think it does as much as I feel it should... Does that make sense? Doesn't really to me, but, oh well!
I said good-bye to my Grandmother, and my Grandfather rode with us while my Dad took Megan and I to her place. Said 'bye to him and Dad, and felt kinda bad afterwards; I'm not sure I am ever going to see my Grandmother again, and it's just odd to think about it that way.
So... More to come, just going to take a break...