Last 2 weeks
I have disapeared from the city and outside world for the last 2 weeks due to having holidays.
1st Week - Found out my grandma was not well (possibly dying) went and visted her, skipped tafe really didn't want to go on holidays i have missed a shit load but was better then nothing.
Tuesday - Went and got my left nipple done at Holier Than Thou the chick who pierced me was a total biatch when she found out, that my regular piecer is Scottie of Modlab (former memeber of Holier there's a hole bad juju thing going on between the owner and him)
Rest of the week was a blur cleaning the house for Michiko (my jap sister of sorts) who was coming over the next week mum wasn't there peace and quite in the house for awhile.
Saturday - Woke up early whole week i had been sleeping bad, i wanted to go back to sleep but couldn't cleaned the house some more worked out, an outfit for Berserk that night made many calls to people, making sure they came that night. It was fun went home with an old friend (male) most people saw him that night following me around like a lost puppy it was very funny.
Sunday - Well lets just say i didn't sleep till about 8.00 am didn't get back to said persons place till 6.30 almost 7.00 am woke up later got a call from my Mother telling me that my Grandma had died while i was riding home on the train with friends from Berserk i broke down as soon as i heard, said male was very comforting glad i had someone to cry on there shoulder.
2nd week
Monday- Mum came home early from perth due to the death,there was a lot of stress from her and i we get along fairly well most of the time but it was strained this last week.
Tuesday- Mum picked Michiko up from the airport i came along as usual we were late due to the bright idea of taking the M2 at 7.30 am it was bumper to bumper we managed to get off and go through eastwood/carlingford avoiding all the tolls (due to having her normal car) picked up michiko drove home fucked around for most of the day everyone had a sleep in the arvo cause it was so hot went to dinner and laughed at a waiter who's name was Junior and got offended when i remarked that there chef's couldn't cut a piece of t-bone in a straight line and didn't know what medium cooked was ( later told to him that i was a butcher )
Wensday- Mum went around to my Uncles new place somewhere with his fiancee' (the retired catholic priest uncle) out in emu plains *bleargh* to organised funeral arragements for the day after.
Thursday- I didn't know i could be so numb the funeral was today doug came with me im glad, i was a pole carrer, one of the most trumantic things i have ever seen is my Grandma lying in that coffin (there was a viewing) before my Joe (sister) Wombat (the fiancee' of joe) Sam (the cocksucking fuckwit brother of mine) and I carried the coffin down the isle and placed it on the stand. After the service we went to Field Of Mars cemetery where my grandad is buried (never met him before he died infact i wasn't born then) my uncle did the service and commiting the body to the ground i couldn't even watch the coffin being put in the ground on top of her husband all i did was cry into dougs shoulder.
Went to the wake and had random people i have never met either avoiding me (due to the Radioactive symbol shaved into my head) or asking me if i was okay OF COURSE I WASN'T AND STILL AM NOT OKAY, she was my 2nd mother i spent a good part of my childhood in her care and she had just being put in the ground what a stupid question to ask, was slightly better after that had a coffee i was sleepy (having no decent amount of sleep during the week) and muffins then went to lunch out at woolwhich with the family.
Friday - Now its friday through all that im still surviving it still hurts a bit if i think about her i just start to cry again and i can't shake that picture of her in the coffin with all those flowers, At some stage through the week (i think it was wesnday arvo) i went and saw Jack Sparrow aka Richie spent some time with him i really needed to get out of the house, was fun watched movies fucked around a bit (you know what i mean by that guys) went to parra met doug and went home and drunk more, turns out Doug found out it wasn't chicken ! ! ! ! (ask him about it) so tommorow i might go see some friends if not i'll see if i can stay at Sparrows place for the night, he's fun to hang around talk about random crap drink a lot turns out he's a really good cook etc just a really nice guy all round.
Btw i will be back at work on Tuesday next week if you see me don't say anything about the funeral i know you feel sorry for me i just don't need the constiant remider thats all.
Oh look a depressed lemon ???
1st Week - Found out my grandma was not well (possibly dying) went and visted her, skipped tafe really didn't want to go on holidays i have missed a shit load but was better then nothing.
Tuesday - Went and got my left nipple done at Holier Than Thou the chick who pierced me was a total biatch when she found out, that my regular piecer is Scottie of Modlab (former memeber of Holier there's a hole bad juju thing going on between the owner and him)
Rest of the week was a blur cleaning the house for Michiko (my jap sister of sorts) who was coming over the next week mum wasn't there peace and quite in the house for awhile.
Saturday - Woke up early whole week i had been sleeping bad, i wanted to go back to sleep but couldn't cleaned the house some more worked out, an outfit for Berserk that night made many calls to people, making sure they came that night. It was fun went home with an old friend (male) most people saw him that night following me around like a lost puppy it was very funny.
Sunday - Well lets just say i didn't sleep till about 8.00 am didn't get back to said persons place till 6.30 almost 7.00 am woke up later got a call from my Mother telling me that my Grandma had died while i was riding home on the train with friends from Berserk i broke down as soon as i heard, said male was very comforting glad i had someone to cry on there shoulder.
2nd week
Monday- Mum came home early from perth due to the death,there was a lot of stress from her and i we get along fairly well most of the time but it was strained this last week.
Tuesday- Mum picked Michiko up from the airport i came along as usual we were late due to the bright idea of taking the M2 at 7.30 am it was bumper to bumper we managed to get off and go through eastwood/carlingford avoiding all the tolls (due to having her normal car) picked up michiko drove home fucked around for most of the day everyone had a sleep in the arvo cause it was so hot went to dinner and laughed at a waiter who's name was Junior and got offended when i remarked that there chef's couldn't cut a piece of t-bone in a straight line and didn't know what medium cooked was ( later told to him that i was a butcher )
Wensday- Mum went around to my Uncles new place somewhere with his fiancee' (the retired catholic priest uncle) out in emu plains *bleargh* to organised funeral arragements for the day after.
Thursday- I didn't know i could be so numb the funeral was today doug came with me im glad, i was a pole carrer, one of the most trumantic things i have ever seen is my Grandma lying in that coffin (there was a viewing) before my Joe (sister) Wombat (the fiancee' of joe) Sam (the cocksucking fuckwit brother of mine) and I carried the coffin down the isle and placed it on the stand. After the service we went to Field Of Mars cemetery where my grandad is buried (never met him before he died infact i wasn't born then) my uncle did the service and commiting the body to the ground i couldn't even watch the coffin being put in the ground on top of her husband all i did was cry into dougs shoulder.
Went to the wake and had random people i have never met either avoiding me (due to the Radioactive symbol shaved into my head) or asking me if i was okay OF COURSE I WASN'T AND STILL AM NOT OKAY, she was my 2nd mother i spent a good part of my childhood in her care and she had just being put in the ground what a stupid question to ask, was slightly better after that had a coffee i was sleepy (having no decent amount of sleep during the week) and muffins then went to lunch out at woolwhich with the family.
Friday - Now its friday through all that im still surviving it still hurts a bit if i think about her i just start to cry again and i can't shake that picture of her in the coffin with all those flowers, At some stage through the week (i think it was wesnday arvo) i went and saw Jack Sparrow aka Richie spent some time with him i really needed to get out of the house, was fun watched movies fucked around a bit (you know what i mean by that guys) went to parra met doug and went home and drunk more, turns out Doug found out it wasn't chicken ! ! ! ! (ask him about it) so tommorow i might go see some friends if not i'll see if i can stay at Sparrows place for the night, he's fun to hang around talk about random crap drink a lot turns out he's a really good cook etc just a really nice guy all round.
Btw i will be back at work on Tuesday next week if you see me don't say anything about the funeral i know you feel sorry for me i just don't need the constiant remider thats all.
Oh look a depressed lemon ???