I love my dysfunctional family...not. Suddenly my grandma is wanting to be my best friend, she keeps talking to me. I'm like "ok you can stop now..." I mean, I love her & everything but she pisses me off on a daily basis. The only time she's nice to me is when the house is completely trashed & she's not wanting to help clean...which I can understand if she's not feeling well, then obviously she needs to rest. A lot of it is BS though because she'll be like, "Oh I'm so sick, I feel bad." Yet she'll leave & stay gone for hours. She'll go shopping & do all of this running around. Riiight. Whatever. I'm not stupid. It's been a year since Larry (mom's boyfriend) died, I can't believe it. It doesn't seem like it's been that long, feels like it happened yesterday. I wish he would've stuck around longer, he was a cool guy. I feel bad for my mom...she finally finds a good guy & he dies. I guess it wasn't meant to be though. Life's not fair, but you can't change it. It makes me think though that every single day is precious, that we can't take things for granted. We need to count our blessings & not focus on the bad so much, which of course is easier said than done. That's a lot of my problem. I'm working on it though...slowly but surely. I hope the day gets better, it's been kind of boring. Everwood comes on tonight, yay for that. I really like that show...good stuff right there. Well I'm gonna go, need to study (haha god that's weird to say) & all that. <3 Brandi