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awesomesproutFuck. So I probably had the worst day ever yesterday. I woke up to allen calling me to tell me he wasn't coming to the service. Great. Just great. The one person I needed wasn't going to be there. So, then I go to take my shower to get ready for the day and I had just bought a brand new box of oil of olay daily facial wash cloths. The entire thing falls into the shower and all the cloths get wet. I only get to use one before I have to throw the whole box away. so i get ready and I continue about my day. it's time for the funeral. It was beautiful. I cried harder than I had in a long time. Then they wanted to take pictures in front of the wreath after the ceremony. I took one picture. They wanted me to take another one and I started sobbing and ran out of the temple. I just wanted to be alone. That's all I wanted. So then I head over to the reception with my aunt, 2 cousins and their grandfather. My aunt is like bitching at my cousin the whole time about how he doesn't know where he's going and yadda yadda yadda. I'm just like... f'n kill me and get it over with by this point. So we're at the reception and my psycho aunt is like gettin all bossy and taking over the set up... I just slink off to a corner and wait for people to show up. So my cousins and I decide to get the hell out of dodge while we still can and get some burritos. Well we go to the burrito place... It was nice to be out in world for a little while. So we get back to the place where the reception is and as I'm getting out of the car I fall and like totally bang my elbow and break my shoes. Great. Now I'm bleeding, bruised and barefoot. So the reception goes on and my uncle keeps telling me to be all social and crap. I'm like yah. I'm trying. So we're doing speeches about my dad and I walk up there and I can't talk. I just keep crying. Finally I get out what I gotta say and I just run to the bathroom. So the night goes on.. we FINALLY get home. And I wake up this morning to my cell phone being shut off. Great. Now I have to call my grandma and ask her for money. Tpnight is the cremation... sigh... I just want to be alone. I need a vacation....
I am sorry
Date: 2003-08-12 02:01 am (UTC)i am sorry that all has happend,
i am sorry i couldn't be there,
i know all emontion ran high,
i am sorry that you fell and hurt yourself,
i know thing are going to better,
I am sorry ..... it is just to hard for me,
i am sorry that i was not there,
SORRY