Pressing On

So, even though no one seems to have read my last post or to have gotten on my new blogging bandwagon, I am pressing on. Why should I give a fuck if anyone reads this shit or not? I suppose I would like to eventually develop a noticeable enough style to have at least a small reading base (even if it is only friends and acquaintances) but we'll see.

Regardless, yesterday was rather uneventful. I went to a funeral, ate lunch, visited, ate again, and drove home to go to bed. I got really nauseous while I was driving, plus I was tired, so that did not make for a pleasant driving experience. Lunch with my old church youth group was weird, but not nearly as awkward as I was expecting. Dinner (both nights in Texarkana) with Mother were slightly distressing. I realize now that we will probably never identify on the level we used to. She is just bound and determined not to know who I am now and to make up her own version of me--but for now that will work just fine.

In other news, the end of the school year is coming up and I am hella ready for that. I'll have a nice break from classes before it's time to gear up for summer school. I'm exhausted and my 8 o'clock class was cancelled--without warning--so I'm not happy that I got up two hours before I really had to. Such is life. My nap will certainly make up for it, though.