So. Today was bittersweet. My me maw died today...and she pretty much raised me since my dad didn't do anything and my mom was at work. This is the first real death I've had to experience. Most of my grandparents are all still alive, even my great grandmothers. Heck, I have 3 of them...or maybe 4. I don't know. But anyway, my mom's making corn bread...just like she used to make. Jiffy mix with a pinch of sugar in the muffin pan...put the leftover corn bread in a tall cup of cold milk for dessert. Yeah...that's how it used to be.
On the other hand, I just got my acceptance letter for the college I've been aspiring to go to since 8th grade. I don't give a damn about school or anything though, so I didn't bounce around like most high school seniors when they get theirs. But yeah, I guess that's cool and all. I get to be a Marching Southerner.
Let's top this off with my significant other talking about going to New York. I don't need this now. I...really don't.
But now that the day's over, all I can say is...
I really wanna fu**ing bawl my eyes out.
On the other hand, I just got my acceptance letter for the college I've been aspiring to go to since 8th grade. I don't give a damn about school or anything though, so I didn't bounce around like most high school seniors when they get theirs. But yeah, I guess that's cool and all. I get to be a Marching Southerner.
Let's top this off with my significant other talking about going to New York. I don't need this now. I...really don't.
But now that the day's over, all I can say is...
I really wanna fu**ing bawl my eyes out.