Keep in mind, and your mind will be grateful.

Here is what's going on lately.

Nothing.
and...

I chipped my front two teeth. In the back, so it's not too noticable in the front, but I whistle when I sing and squirt when I drink. Shut up.

I got another icon, this time, made by vampedvixed.

I'm wondering how I'm going to go about tomorrow's unhappy event.
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My friend died this week. We use to be really close before high school, I haven't seen her since before I ran away from home.

She had lots and lots of problems with her liver since she was really young. She died of a heart attack, I guess. She was my age.

Her wake is tonight. I can't handle wakes, lest they be non-american style (like my family's). I should, however, go to the funeral tomorrow morning. Incognito. I don't want to talk to anyone. Just say my final farewell to an old friend, and leave. I can't handle anything else.

I need to do this without letting mum know. Mum was quite fond of her. I thought for sure she'd run across the name in the obits, but she didn't. She doesn't know. And I don't want to tell her. I hate the pity. I need that like I need teeth in my asshole. I really fucking hate the pity especially since I'm not that sad. Sure, I'm dismayed, I mean, she was my friend after all, but you know how mothers get.



Now I'm off for dinner, or just watch tv. Secret of NIMH and Chicago :)