After a week of putting it off, I finished writing the eulogy.
Now all I have to do is get everything ready tomorrow morning and get through it without breaking down, and this funeral business will be pretty much done.
I'm tired of San Angelo. Small-town West Texas is a different world, and since nobody has anything exciting to do, they spend their time gossiping. I have a lot of friends here, and I love spending time with them, but it seems like the more well-known you are, the more shit people talk. I take solace in the fact that the people talking about me are people I don't give a second's thought to until I find out that they apparently still care enough about me to spend time discussing my life. I realize that I can be a bitch, and I know I had a reputation for being pretty mean to people in high school, but come on - it was high school. Shouldn't people have gotten over it now? I wasn't even that mean, I just didn't take shit from anyone. It doesn't matter much, and I'll forget about it as soon as I get back, but it irritates me to see adults acting like children. I guess the military made me grow up faster than everyone else.
I'd better go - I'm going out for pizza with my stepmom.
Now all I have to do is get everything ready tomorrow morning and get through it without breaking down, and this funeral business will be pretty much done.
I'm tired of San Angelo. Small-town West Texas is a different world, and since nobody has anything exciting to do, they spend their time gossiping. I have a lot of friends here, and I love spending time with them, but it seems like the more well-known you are, the more shit people talk. I take solace in the fact that the people talking about me are people I don't give a second's thought to until I find out that they apparently still care enough about me to spend time discussing my life. I realize that I can be a bitch, and I know I had a reputation for being pretty mean to people in high school, but come on - it was high school. Shouldn't people have gotten over it now? I wasn't even that mean, I just didn't take shit from anyone. It doesn't matter much, and I'll forget about it as soon as I get back, but it irritates me to see adults acting like children. I guess the military made me grow up faster than everyone else.
I'd better go - I'm going out for pizza with my stepmom.
briaros6:
I lived in San Angelo for four years while I was in college there, and I know what you mean by the small town philosophy there. It was a good experience while I was there and now that I am an adult with a good job moving back wouldn't be too bad, then again it'd mean making all new friends there again too.