Selfless, Cold and Composed
ok, so man, what a weekend.
I went to visit Junes(Bob-bob) & Louise(Weeze) in RI this weekend, but appearantly weeze was back in the hospital for kidney stones or soemthing. so we went to visit her and she seemed cheerful enough, so we left an hour or so later and went to Gregg's with bob-bob and my aunt and uncle doug and kitty, and my cousin(their daughter) Emily. A good time was had and we say our goodbyes and go back to the hotel and all that stuff. So my dad takes a call at 6:45 in the morning and he's like "...oh fuck..." Louise died. It's kinda creepy since we saw her just the day before and she seemed pretty fine, for her condition.
I'm taking it pretty well, I knew it was coming, she hasn't been healthy for a looong time. But I'm so worried for Junes though. Just like, you hear all those stories about couples and when one mate die, the other is soon to follow. Especially in old couples. I don't think he's going to be able to pick up the pieces and carry on alone. I just wish I could be there for him, let him know there are still people who need him around. But with the move and all, I'm just going further away. He's all alone now. My heart breaks for him. god it's just so terrible, even in their old age, i watched them yesterday and they were still sooo much in love. I just can't imagine it, losing your other half.
so anyway... Lauren and i came home on the train and mom and dad and Timmy stayed up there. I have driving lessons and practice and stuff, and Lauren is moving in a week too, so we both had to be back. So yeah, Dave finally got a chance to cut my hair. I took off like two and a half inches, but it was super long before and looked like crap. It looks nice now, but tomorrow.. we'll see. I'm always scared to have to style it myself.
So talking to dion at the moment (we sorta, we haven't said anything in... 15 minutes, mostly because i'm writing this... god knows what he's doing...). Apparently he went to Pauls ex-girfriend's house(didnt even know they'd broken up... if it's who i think it is, and at the same time, i thought dion hated her.. lol) to go swim or something, but it rained. Whatever im not the boss of his life and i don't even know if you'd call what we're doing dating, and I'm moving away in a matter of days, so why should it matter? I'm slightly bothered, but at the same time I don't quite care. I wish I didn't care at all though, that would make the idea of being so far away for the next two years a bit easier. It's weird it comes and goes like moods. Sometimes I feel like this move is a trajedy, and sometimes I'm just like "oh well, there are other fish in the sea" and i don't seem to care the slightest bit. I like him better when he pays attention to me. I'm the kind of girl who just needs a lot of attention, to feel like I'm the center of attention. I can't help it. So when I feel ignored, it just get's worse and worse from there. It's mostly online when i get annoyed, which makes me think once I move this whole thing is going to hell haha. oh well, that's too bad.
so yeah, that's everything I thought about on the five hour train ride home.
I went to visit Junes(Bob-bob) & Louise(Weeze) in RI this weekend, but appearantly weeze was back in the hospital for kidney stones or soemthing. so we went to visit her and she seemed cheerful enough, so we left an hour or so later and went to Gregg's with bob-bob and my aunt and uncle doug and kitty, and my cousin(their daughter) Emily. A good time was had and we say our goodbyes and go back to the hotel and all that stuff. So my dad takes a call at 6:45 in the morning and he's like "...oh fuck..." Louise died. It's kinda creepy since we saw her just the day before and she seemed pretty fine, for her condition.
I'm taking it pretty well, I knew it was coming, she hasn't been healthy for a looong time. But I'm so worried for Junes though. Just like, you hear all those stories about couples and when one mate die, the other is soon to follow. Especially in old couples. I don't think he's going to be able to pick up the pieces and carry on alone. I just wish I could be there for him, let him know there are still people who need him around. But with the move and all, I'm just going further away. He's all alone now. My heart breaks for him. god it's just so terrible, even in their old age, i watched them yesterday and they were still sooo much in love. I just can't imagine it, losing your other half.
so anyway... Lauren and i came home on the train and mom and dad and Timmy stayed up there. I have driving lessons and practice and stuff, and Lauren is moving in a week too, so we both had to be back. So yeah, Dave finally got a chance to cut my hair. I took off like two and a half inches, but it was super long before and looked like crap. It looks nice now, but tomorrow.. we'll see. I'm always scared to have to style it myself.
So talking to dion at the moment (we sorta, we haven't said anything in... 15 minutes, mostly because i'm writing this... god knows what he's doing...). Apparently he went to Pauls ex-girfriend's house(didnt even know they'd broken up... if it's who i think it is, and at the same time, i thought dion hated her.. lol) to go swim or something, but it rained. Whatever im not the boss of his life and i don't even know if you'd call what we're doing dating, and I'm moving away in a matter of days, so why should it matter? I'm slightly bothered, but at the same time I don't quite care. I wish I didn't care at all though, that would make the idea of being so far away for the next two years a bit easier. It's weird it comes and goes like moods. Sometimes I feel like this move is a trajedy, and sometimes I'm just like "oh well, there are other fish in the sea" and i don't seem to care the slightest bit. I like him better when he pays attention to me. I'm the kind of girl who just needs a lot of attention, to feel like I'm the center of attention. I can't help it. So when I feel ignored, it just get's worse and worse from there. It's mostly online when i get annoyed, which makes me think once I move this whole thing is going to hell haha. oh well, that's too bad.
so yeah, that's everything I thought about on the five hour train ride home.