So here I am sitting at my desk, using my new laptop, and I don't know if I should be happy or not. My dad called, as we were opening presents, to tell me that my grandpa died this morning at 4. My mom cried, because she knew him, but I couldn't cry. Is it wrong that I can't cry? I'm sad, but it's just that I can't cry, and I don't know why. I'm worried about going up to Bellingham tomorrow. Hum.
I have to go to BB's step sister's house today, and I kind of don't want too. But sometimes you just gotta do things you don't want too.
I don't know anymore.
♥Norie
Sorry if the entry was spelled wrong, or whatever. I couldn't use word because it's not installed on here yet.
×Hates×
Violence. Drugs. Alcohol. Insecurity. Summer. Annoying people.