heh.. well i'm pretty tired of this page right about now... actually no.. i'm just tired of people who think they know me.. that wrote shit in my guestbook... so i deleted the guestbook... i'm not letting a bunch of nobodies get to me...
so.. life's pretty decent... in a mediocre kinda way. i never thought that what has happened to me, would actually help me move on with my life. it's great. i'm a stronger person because of everything that has happened.
pretty soon it will be a year since my grandmother passed away.. i don't know if i will be able to take much that day... gosh.. i don't know how strong i can be on february 17th.. it's quite possibly the worst recorded date in my life.
on another hand.. she's not suffering anymore.. and she's probably better off... i just miss her a whole heck of a lot. whenever i see a cute old person.. you know how they have that all too familiar wrinkly skin.. anyways.. anytime i see someone like that.. i just think of her... and sometimes i cry..
::sigh:: i just miss her. life is so different now... and i'll be going away to college soon... and wow... she's not going to be at my graduation... she's not going to give me a valentine's gift this year... she's not going to be the warm smile when i walk in the door everyday... she hasn't been for a year now.. and i miss the little things... her little hugs out of nowhere..
i mean, i know everyone dies... it's just that once it's happened to you... and to a person that you really love... it puts things into a whole new perspective for you... i guess.
well.. i don't want to talk about it anymore.. it makes me... feel depressed.
