Good Morning

Morning everyone!


Today was kind of a bad day. No one was able to tell because to the rest of the world I was the same old happy old me. But I just wanted to be alone, and my roomate left today to go home for the weekend so I guess that's a good thing. Around 645 I pulled the shades and stuffed my winter coat at the crack in the bottom of the door layed down on the floor curled up in a ball with bunny and sang a lot of the Julie Roberts songs. (None of the fast ones of coarse.) I had the music on loud enough so that I would practically drown myself out if I started to sing. But after the CD was through I didn't have the energy to turn if off. So I layed there in the dark, curled up on the cold, hard, floor. I fell asleep, but I wish I'd've been able to just have a good cry. It's been some time, and I always feel better, but the tears just wouldn't and won't come. When I woke up, it was passed the RA meeting..oopsies...I woke up because my mom called. And we talked about a few other things but she had some disturbing news too...my grandma is having surgery on the 5th of December. That's baaaad. They think it's neccessary but it took them a loooong time to come to the conclusion of whether or not they wanted to do it because they're afraid to put her under because she might not wake back up. I knew about them contemplating but the timing of the surgery is bad too. It's going to be around the time when I need to start getting ready for finals and every other last minute thing I have to do. And even if the surgery goes well I still will want to be there, but I won't be able to. I don't know how I'm going to deal with the end of the semester...I just might fall apart

But for happier news, I go home tomorrow. And then it's time for Thansksgiving, a time for love from quality time spent with family and friends, good food, and Alice's Restaurant. mmmmmm can't wait!