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At the end of today, for reasons I have no idea of, it hit me hard how long and hard I have to work to put myself through college. I mean, yeah, nothing is easy, but for some reason, I feel so tired and weary when I think about running myself out again at a low paying-hard labor job, to put myself through college and run myself out through that, saving tediously and maticulously all the while, then after college, work untill I die.
Hey...sounds like a life plan! =X
My mom wants me to come to the funeral. I dont know what I want. I have to decide quick, as if I do go, I have to leave early Sunday.
And if I dont go....I dont know. I might regret it? Might disappoint the whole other side of the family? If this year was named after me, it would be called The Year of the Black Sheep. u_u
That guy is garenteed to be there, and I really dont want to see him, especially in such close proximity. I am not scared of him, I am more scared of what I will do when around him.
Somehow, I believe back-handing a widower at his wife's funeral could only make people biased.
I, uh.... yeah. <.<;;
There are some minor things I need to sort out. Eh, and a few big things, but I somehow know that those arent going to be any clearer than they are now for a very very long while.
I have to end this post with w00t squared, just because I saw it in Sen's O, and it highly appeals to me.
*can't make the squared sign*
*fudges it*
w00t (insert squared sign)
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