It's not so bad now; at least I've been able to move past the last two weeks, and that's it. It takes time, and I'm okay. Next month is my birthday, and nothing is going to spoil it. I'm determined to keep a straight face.
My dad and mom promised me a big birthday celebration. My family is big on celebrating age and achievement, and I know my day is going to be amazing. I've got a few things on my list, and a few more left.
We're going on break the day after tomorrow, so Mom said I should take a trip to Grandmama's. I wasn't really happy about it, but I found out Kelly was going to an old time friend's in Texas, and Megan has a free ticket to watch her favorite band perform outside town and then head to her Aunty's place, and Lara was going for camp, so it was basically me and Ashley. But she came to tell me she was leaving also for the break, but it happens she has a family member in the same town as my grandma, so we'll have fun together, and it won't be so boring.
The last two days in school were okay, really. I didn't care about all the other stuff, and I basically became a different person, and I wasn't going to change. "So, are you going somewhere for the short break?" I asked Luca. He smiled. "No, not really. I've got enrolled in a karate class, so basically, I'll be there." "Aww, that's great," I said. "Yeah," he agreed. "What about you?" he asked. "Mmmh, I would be going to my grandma's place, but it won't be so bad, and since Lara is going there too—I mean, not the same place, but the same town." "Oh, that cool," he replied.
After the boring classes, I was glad it was finally over, and I was going home. At home, I started packing up, and I was excited about the break, which is weird, but I guess I missed my grandma. And she might have her opinions and try to get others to do what she thinks is best, but she is also someone I can talk to and tell everything to. Don't get me wrong, my parents are great, but they're always busy.
The day before yesterday, I met Emory at the grocery store, and he tried to talk to me, but I walked away—not fast, not nervous, but told him to leave me alone and I don't want to have anything to do with him. And the look on his face made it more satisfying, but another side of me wished I had listened and heard what he has to say. But I'm fine; if he was to apologize, I still wouldn't want to forgive him.
Today, we're all having a little sleepover at Lara's place, and turns out she doesn't want to go camping, and how she felt her family is sending her to a Christian camp because she's now a young adult, and they feel she might do something wrong. She was really not feeling it, so we had to advise her and let her know it wasn't really what it is, even though we didn't know much about it. I was also sent to a Christian camp at sixteen, and it was a great experience.
We talked much that night, and it was great to open up, and that's when I know we all have our upside-down moments, and life would always bring stuff your way and face-slap you, but your job is to kick it in the balls.