Friends really are the cure for everything.

Do you ever have those days (sometimes weeks or months) where all you want to do is stay in bed and sleep and maybe watch an episode or ten of your favourite TV show? Well, that's been my life for the last few months. Not only have I been sick - which is very rare - I've also been feeling sad and depressed and there really isn't much I can do to fix it. Except maybe be with my friends. I'm always happiest when I'm with my friends (or my dogs, but I don't want to seem strange to you). we laugh and talk and have a good time. I know they will always be there for me and I love that more than anything. They are important to me and I know people say that you won't be friends with the people you know when you're young, but I want these people to be in my life forever. They encourage me and stop me from doing stupid things (which I do often) and they listen when I really need someone to talk to. Friends are your unofficial family and I love them so much. I am so grateful to have them there for me. We hung out yesterday - which feels like forever since we last did - and it was a lot of fun. We went to the movies and then danced (not in a club, we were playing video games. We're not that cool). And we talked. It was simple but it was exactly what I needed to help me feel a bit better about my life. So, I just wanted to thank my friends for everything they've done and for putting up with someone who's so difficult. It warms my heart, it puts a smile on my face and it makes me feel like the luckiest person in the world.

Bad Day Gone Better (A Bit)

You know when you wake up in the morning and you just feel like today is going to be a really crappy day? Yeah, I didn't get that feeling when I got fired from my job. I was working all day, doing everything good, and sure, maybe I wasn't the best at it, but I tried hard and I understood 99% of things. Then, about five minutes before my shift ends I get told that I'm fired. Do you even know how horrible that is? And they won't even give me a reason why they fired me. Apparently, they don't have to tell me why which is complete and utter bullshit. Luckily, I didn't cry like everyone else did, but I noticed that the assistant manager couldn't even look at me while I was being fired. Good. I hope she felt bad. Luckily, after that, my mum and I went to the mall and then my sister and her friend invited me to the movies to cheer me up, which it did. So, maybe it wasn't all too bad.

Break Ups

Are relationships really that hard? I mean, right now I'm listening to my sister cry her eyes out because her boyfriend broke up with her and she doesn't know why. She's a mess right now. She won't stop crying and she hasn't eaten in a few days and she's locked herself in her room. I don't want to be mean, but she's being a little needy about this whole thing. She's trying to message him and trying to contact him and she shouldn't do that. But I guess that's what happens when you're in love, right? You feel like the whole world is nothing but a big ball of disappointment and nothing seems to go right. I feel like that all the time - just without the broken heart.

Dinner & Drunk Driving

Today my mum and I went out to dinner. It was quite a surprise, actually, because she doesn't usually just ask if I want to go out to dinner randomly. But it was nice, nonetheless. And what surprised me most was when she asked if I wanted to go to a specific restaurant that I like more then she does. And since we never go there, it was even more wonderful. I even took some home for my sister. Then, we went to my aunts house and waited there for a bit until my uncle showed up. I stayed there, reading, which was nice to do. And while he was driving us home he started telling us stories about how he's a great drunk driver. Then he started talking about Pickle Pete. Now, I don't know why we called him that but we did so just go with it, alright. well, we talked about how Pickle Pete was a very horrible drunk driver and he told me stories about what happened to him while he was driving drunk. I have to say, they were pretty funny. I should mention, pickle Pete is dead now. Not from drunk driving, if that's what you're thinking. Then after that they talked about how my dad was a horrible drunk driver as well, and he wrecked two of my uncles cars. Honestly, it was all just fun. Spending time with the family. I always love that.