Sat Feb 23 2002 - Good morning, bad night
Good morning, bad night
Dear Diary,

Ok, so I wake up and wake him up. We watch some tv, then decide to get some breakfast. We buy some waffles, syrup, cinnamon rolls and stuff. *he had sausages at home* We eat the stuff. Is good. We watch some olympics then a basketball game on tv. That was sucky game. My team lost. Actually, my mood changed as noted by Jeff. Was part the game, was part the fact that I have mood swings. *something I didn't really notice about self till Jeff pointed out to me* After game, he had to go to work, I had to go home.

I get ride to bus stop and ride bus home. While on bus, was thinking bout Jeff and what to do. Was thinking about self too. I think I have big conflict in me I got to resolve. One half of me wants to be old me. The religous guy who was quiet and followed all the rules. The other half wants to be a rebel. Someone says the hell with it and follows impulses. While that rebel sounds illogical, is fun. Has brought me happiness when I follow impulses. Being old me never brought me happiness. Anyways, There was that and I thought the rest of my day would be ok.

I get home and find lil sis is mad at me. Apprantly, she was sick. She thought I didn't care. So i apologize and take nap. I wake up and look to see what is for dinner when I find my mom's boyfriend is on our couch. I'm so mad, I just go in room and lay there angry. So I was thinking when my big bro comes in. I immediatly yell at him. He's sad though. I'm like, "WHAT IS IT!" He has tears in his eyes and says, "MOM *the name we call our grandma, we call our mom, mamma, LONG STORY* is dying." I say, "WHAT?" He says,"She came to me and told me, make sure you treat her right, ok" I can't even talk at that point. He leaves. So I'm on the bed very angry and sad. I decide to call jeff after I shoe kids out my room. *they didn't like that* He trys to help, not very effiecnt though. I was not hearing it. He said he'd pray for me and not to do anything stupid. *damn, he must really think I'm suicidal, everytime we talk he says that crap* So I get off phone and cry self to sleep. That is all. ~END~

Comments (2)

ShadowRose (Legacy)
don't be too hard on your friend. he truly loves you but can only relate to you as far as his personal experience will allow him. that isn't his fault, and it isn't yours.

i have had both my grandfathers die within two years of each other. i will be praying for you and your family.
Melange (Legacy)
As always, you are in my prayers.
 
 
 
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