Death, Pimples & Change.

Before I left my parent's house I said bye to Gramps. He told me something like don't go too far. I kind of rattled me because sometimes people know when the time is short. I wanted to cry on the way home, but I couldn't because I know that everything will be okay, somehow.

Other news:

I have a pimple in my ear that hurts like the dickens. . .I'm going to blame that one on the hike I took last Monday since I fell and skinned my knee. . .and ripped a whole in my pants. . .good thing I was wearing pants and not shorts.

I'm moving. . .downstairs. I figure that I can save money and maybe the distance will help me and my sister. . .sometimes we get very impatient with each other. My current room just might be rented to the friend of a girl who is renting the other upstairs room.