i taste like vodka and pizza and am full of emotions
my mom and grandma are in town. we went to downtown Royal Oak yesterday, walked around and had dinner. Granted my grandma is 83, the went back to the hotel early and I went over this morning for breakfast. we went shopping at these outlet stores today; which is really like a mall, but the stores are inside. I had to buy some stuff, I was surprised my mom didn't whip out the car, but whatever. she got me these really cute (aka expensive) shoes, and I think they're a little tight, but they're leather, so they'll expand. Then we went downtown to this pizza place, awesome, and then home and looked throw my picture albums. Then I figured out my toilet was spraying water, and my mom being the handyman that she is, fixed it, and said that it'd be good for another 6 months or so, so if it breaks after I leave, fuck it.
So I have breakfast with them tomorrow and then something in the morning, we'll prolly go to the park and walk around, and then we're making this really good salad for lunch (spinach lettuce, mixed lettuce, black and garbanzo beans, corn, feta cheese, grilled chicken and choice of different types of fat-free croutons and salad dressing. After that they're leaving. I'm sad. I know I'll be crying for a long time.
I cried today after we left the grocery store. They went to their hotel and I went home. It's just this feeling of being left behind. I'm still a baby in so many ways. My family is so far away. Mom and Dad that is. And I won't see them until I move out or Christmas. It's like leaving CO all over again.
In other news, Cindy's funeral was today. I think that's part of the reason I had a sob-fest this afternoon. I wonder how my dad is taking it. I wonder how the other people in the office are taking it actually. I mean, I only met her a few times and I'm in tears. Granted, I cry at weddings and stuff like that; big events, but that counts, right?
But, I taste like pizza and vodka now. I had a Red Bull and vodka when we got home tonight. and I can taste it, ugh.
I've been smoking again. And that means spending money. But, instead of eating at certain times when I'm home (which I used to, which meant that I had to count those calories), I just smoke. And I've lost some weight.
I'm so bad.
I'm just full of emotions.
Tired.
So I have breakfast with them tomorrow and then something in the morning, we'll prolly go to the park and walk around, and then we're making this really good salad for lunch (spinach lettuce, mixed lettuce, black and garbanzo beans, corn, feta cheese, grilled chicken and choice of different types of fat-free croutons and salad dressing. After that they're leaving. I'm sad. I know I'll be crying for a long time.
I cried today after we left the grocery store. They went to their hotel and I went home. It's just this feeling of being left behind. I'm still a baby in so many ways. My family is so far away. Mom and Dad that is. And I won't see them until I move out or Christmas. It's like leaving CO all over again.
In other news, Cindy's funeral was today. I think that's part of the reason I had a sob-fest this afternoon. I wonder how my dad is taking it. I wonder how the other people in the office are taking it actually. I mean, I only met her a few times and I'm in tears. Granted, I cry at weddings and stuff like that; big events, but that counts, right?
But, I taste like pizza and vodka now. I had a Red Bull and vodka when we got home tonight. and I can taste it, ugh.
I've been smoking again. And that means spending money. But, instead of eating at certain times when I'm home (which I used to, which meant that I had to count those calories), I just smoke. And I've lost some weight.
I'm so bad.
I'm just full of emotions.
Tired.