the rantings of a seahorse

[roboduck5000]

alright, it's time for a more full entry than last time. mainly for me and to get this all thought out in my head. because it's all just blah. anyways, so the last friday of classes, the 14th. that night at the hockey game i get a phone call, with a message from my father telling me to call him back. i don't call him, but i know what he had to say. my grandmother passed away. that night, under the guise that i'm celebrating no more classes for the semester, i end up drinking in an attempt to forget about the phone call. that doesn't work too well, and after about 14 or so drinks i end up throwing up on myself, while i'm still wearing a suitcoat from the presentation i had to give for IED that day. which leads to much mocking from the band because while i was still sober enough to remember that night and what was going on, i wasn't sober enough to walk to the bathroom without faceplanting about 5 ft. from the bathroom door, causing me to lose it there. ah well, thinking back on it, it is kind of amusing. continuing on, the next day i wake up fine, but don't feel like doing anything besides going to the hockey game and sleeping. then that night into sunday morning i studied for/took the e-con exam. i got a B at best on it, so it didn't help my grade for the course. that day i went to the hockey game, then went to sleep exhausted. i ended up calling my father on monday to find about my grandmother, and my thoughts were correct, she had passed away that friday. which set the date of the funeral for the next saturday, or two days before i could get home to attend it, due to a final on monday. and as such i was not a happy camper. anyways, i take my finals and such in the following week, doing reasonably on them. sometime in that week my father calls stating that he's taking me for christmas and not sharing with my mother like he's done for the past 15 fucking years or so. because somehow or other that's the "mature" thing to do rather than working things out with her, because he's through with her and not doing any of this sharing thing any more. and when i get pissed off at this i'm apparently being "immature and irresponsible" for making him think about people beyond himself and not going with whatever he said. but there's not really anything i can do about as he's paying for a portion of college due to all the child support payments he's slacked on. and we really don't want to have to get into a legal battle over all this, even though we have proof and contracts. so i end up stuck in maine from the night after i come home through christmas, when i manage to bum a ride home off of my uncle.

so all in all, my break didn't start off so well. things went a bit better after that, with visiting from fun people and such. then the hockey game in maine the 6th with people crashing here for the night before. much fun even though rpi ended up losing.

all in all, things could have been better, they could have been worse. and now my thoughts are all sorted out, so maybe i'll finally be able to sleep for a bit again.