Take the moment of hope and let it run.
I went to my grandma's funeral on Monday. What a crazy day that was. So much happened, I don't feel like it's possible that it all fit into one day. I thought I'd be okay to study and such after the funeral, but it turns out that's much harder to do than I thought. I think I was mostly okay before because I was still able to pretend that she was alive... that's kind of hard to do after I sat and stared at her casket for an hour during the funeral.
The funeral was very nice. I was asked to write something for the pastor that was "officiating" the funeral but I had no idea he was actually going to read what I wrote. It was a crazy stream of consciousness type deal that I wrote while bawling my eyes out. Heh. Everyone said they liked it, I tried to put some fun memories in there that everyone could identify with.
My dad's family is dysfunctional, to say the least. Half of them hate the other half and out of all nine living siblings, my dad is the only one that is on halfway decent speaking terms with all of them. My Uncle Dale even showed up at the funeral and gave me a hug, which I found to be extremely surprising. My Aunt Bertie was on the best behavior I've ever seen, too. Everyone got along, which I know made my grandma happy from wherever she was watching from.
Anyways, I got to hang out with my sister quite a bit before the funeral. She's so amusing. The night before the funeral she came down from Vancouver, WA and we went to have our first drink together. She blushed when I ordered a drink. haha It was really cute. Of course, I drank way too much and ended up crying uncontrollably in the bar when she and my dad were talking about my grandma. I guess everyone has to have one of those moments. We bought clothes for the funeral together and she showed me the wonders of thigh-high tights/pantyhose/whatever they are. All I have to say is that I didn't quite know what I was missing.
I had two finals today, I have no idea how they went, really. I meant to spend all of yesterday studying and I think I spent all of three hours actually being productive. Heh. Oh well, they're over. Woo!
I start at the lab tomorrow. Yay! Apparently I'm going to paid $8.30/hr ($0.50 above minimum wage) and once I'm trained I can come and go as I please. Yay! My boss at RadioShack didn't want to hear anything about me quitting. Hah. I think it pissed me off, actually. Whoops. It's not my fault that someone else just quit three weeks ago, one person is being stupid and he wants to fire her, and Jake is leaving for the Marines the second week of May. haha Poor Cody will be the only one left. Not my fault.
I called Jake today to ask a question about scheduling and Cody picked up his phone. Needless to say, while freaking out about finals, that really wreaked havoc with my head. They both thought it was pretty funny, I just thought I was going insane.
One more final on Friday and then I can relax (and work at RadioShack) until the 26th when Liz and I leave for LA. OMG OMGOMG OMGOMGOMGOGMOGMGOMGOGMOGGMGOMG. Ahem. YAY.
I'm going to go for a walk in the sun while its out.
PS
I <3 Third Eye Blind.