the funeral was sad but not really because she died. i just hate seeing people lose ones they love.
a lady in her car stopped when we were all on the steps when they were loading the casket into the hearse and i saw her make the sign of the cross. even if i don't do the whole god/jesus/holy spirit thing, i think it was really touching.


my back kills like you wouldn't believe. fucking serves me right for never standing up straight, but i'm going to be selfish and take too much motrin and bitch on here because i don't want to tell my mom or she'll make me work out and stuff.



men are really really crazy. i've been talking to alec more now that i'm away and won't have seen him in like three or four weeks. haha. my texting is over 4900. my grandparents swear i'm going to get carpal tunnel. i barely ate today but had a really, really good organic tea yesterday when we were wandering around the little town to get out of the wake for a bit. my mom and sister and i ended up in a really cozy tavern, drinking more tea to stay warm. i could've stayed there forever.