Pretty Sad Post

Hey Fuzz.

Terrible news. and lots of it. I'll start with the absolute worst.

On February 8th, 2011, my grandad died. He was an amazing person. We were pretty close. We talked a lot, and hung out a lot. He truely was the most wonderful grandfather. I'm really really gonna mis him. A ton of people came to his funeral. He had done a lot for the church he went to, and a lot of his fellow church people came. He had his burial at Arlington National Cemetery. He had been in the Navy during WWII. The burial was really nice. They even let us keep the shellings. I misssed about 5 days of school in all.

I had only told 1-5 people (including some teachers). One of my friends, however, decided to tell everyone. When I came back, someone was like "so How was it? How was the funeral? Is that a shelling? Do you miss him?" etc. etc. I was like "please, leave me alone". No one wants to be bombarded with questions after such a thing.

Last friday, however, one of my friends, M, upset me. I'm known very well for being "the smart one". However, I hadn't read a chapter for homework (I mean honestly, the death is the biggest thing on mmy mind right now). So on friday, she asks "so did YOU read the chapter? for english?" I go "no. I was busy and tired last night. I had other things to do". So, she decided to say "OH! now you and ____ finally have something in common! You both don't work!" That stung. bad. I always try to do all my work, and I do my best on it all. My grades prove it. And, it really bothers me that she said that when 1. I'm doing better in school than her. 2. I had been doing a ton of makeup work on top of normal work. 3. I still have a better grade than her. I hurt. A lot. She pretty much said I was lazy, dumb, and don't work.

Yesterday, I did something really really bad. I pulled. A lot. On my lashes. I can't really hide it. I can try with eyeliner, but you can only do so much. It's twards the inner part of my top lashes, but it looks wierd. Any tips?

Other than that, life's been alright. About a month ago, my twin and some of our friends had a "food coma" Basically, it was a bunch of our guy friends and us, with a few of our girl buddies over. We played black ops, football, flashlight tag, hide-and-seek, and ate cookies, brownies "special brownies" (it's the cookie blended brownies), sloppy joes, etc. It was the best. During flashlight tag, most of us ended up stargazing in an open field. It was... amzaing. I can't wait until the next one!

that's all I feel like writing today. Pretty depressing, I know :( sorry. I let everyone down :(