Ok, so god is against me!
Firstly, lets just say that I hate bills. It's not that I'm all that irresponsible or anything, but because of a huge amount of shit conspiring against me all at once, I'm now broke. Not just at $0, but I've already spent the money that I have coming to me in my next check. And no, it's not on frivolous shit either. It's on the bills that I have to pay or they sue me! Motherfuckers!
Oh, and here comes the bomb. Earlier tonight, I got a phone call from my mom. Apparently my uncle has gone into a coma due to renal failure. He isn't expected to live all that much longer and they've already started planning for his funeral. My mom had already flown out to NY to be with her sister and the family while he is in the hospital. They're the kind of people who don't believe in pulling the plug (which, btw sickens me) so he's being kept alive by machines. Doctors think he has about a week or two left, even with machine assistance.
So, when he passes, I'm going to fly out to NY also. Herein lies the huge fucking problem. As much as I'm going to go, odds are it will interfere with the prom plans. If I'm not still out there during prom, I will have had to have spent all of my excess (which is very little) money in getting a plane ticket out there.
And y'know, as much as I'd like to be apologetic to the people I had lined up to drive down with me to prom, I can't really be. I've got bigger problems for the moment and prom seems kinda secondary by comparison. I don't know what to tell you guys, but in light of a family member's inevitable death, meeting and making out with random drunk people doesn't seem so important.
I'm going to bed.
Firstly, lets just say that I hate bills. It's not that I'm all that irresponsible or anything, but because of a huge amount of shit conspiring against me all at once, I'm now broke. Not just at $0, but I've already spent the money that I have coming to me in my next check. And no, it's not on frivolous shit either. It's on the bills that I have to pay or they sue me! Motherfuckers!
Oh, and here comes the bomb. Earlier tonight, I got a phone call from my mom. Apparently my uncle has gone into a coma due to renal failure. He isn't expected to live all that much longer and they've already started planning for his funeral. My mom had already flown out to NY to be with her sister and the family while he is in the hospital. They're the kind of people who don't believe in pulling the plug (which, btw sickens me) so he's being kept alive by machines. Doctors think he has about a week or two left, even with machine assistance.
So, when he passes, I'm going to fly out to NY also. Herein lies the huge fucking problem. As much as I'm going to go, odds are it will interfere with the prom plans. If I'm not still out there during prom, I will have had to have spent all of my excess (which is very little) money in getting a plane ticket out there.
And y'know, as much as I'd like to be apologetic to the people I had lined up to drive down with me to prom, I can't really be. I've got bigger problems for the moment and prom seems kinda secondary by comparison. I don't know what to tell you guys, but in light of a family member's inevitable death, meeting and making out with random drunk people doesn't seem so important.
I'm going to bed.
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care to hit some sushi/cooked japanese food before the party saturday? i'm trying to get some people together.