It's been a year since my grandma died. I miss her so fucking much. Tata has seemed lonely and watching him walk around or sit in the living room and talk to himself tears apart my heart. He seems to be a mix between bitter one day and so carefree the next. I guess he just misses her a great deal more than we think.
School has been alright. Thank god the semester is going by quickly. I just started my fast track class, Gothic Literature. I have to do work practically every day for it and the amount of books I have to read is exhausting, but I know that I can get through it! This entry is oober short, but I guess I just do not have much to say because life has just been life. I have no idea if that makes any sense. I guess I have just been working twenty-four seven. I don't even have a job, but just know that it would be way to much for me to handle. I have just been trying to gain peace of mind and its slowly getting better, but still so dam difficult.
Well until next time.
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After Senior Year.
Non-FictionJune 30th, 2014. My life has always been a mess. From bullies constantly pushing me to the ground to my family pulling me in so many directions I begin to fall apart. This isn't just about all the terrible things I've dealt with, but also the amazin...
