It's pouring down rain here, the street is starting to flood... and I have my sprinklers on. :Trollestia:
oh my gosh, I was going to post about the Formula one race, but then I heard that my Half sisters dad Died of a heart attack... I didn't really know him, but...I feel really down, I cannot imagine how My half sister must feel...If I feel like this! I'm gonna go lie down for a while
Wait, HAMILTON'S GONE! NOO How did that happen Testy!? I wasn't watching the race because I was too down to turn the tv on
Maldonado crashed into him. Vettel and Grosjean both stopped for no reason. And other stuff happened to other drivers.
Wow, my half sister is handling her dad's death very well, she is so strong! I even cried for half an hour while lying on my bed and I barely knew my step father, my half sister had a personal relationship with him! It must be hard for her to go on with normal life like that but she is handling it well... I'm glad for her.
[video=youtube;q0xi0XIsBBY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q0xi0XIsBBY&feature=relmfu[/video] Handling her father's death like that is probably a very fragile shell. Make sure nothing breaks it until she's completely over it. If you get my metaphorical mumbo jumbo.
Congratulations! ^^ 0.0 Wait...there's more forum than just this?! xD I know exactly how you feel. Which is probably like I felt when my best friend's brother died. I was more sad than her, though. I mean she's the kind of person who hides her feelings quite well. The only reason I know she's really sad is that once (and only once), at the funeral, she hugged me for like two minutes. And she NEVER hugs people. After that though, she stuck to her story of "I hated my brother, why would I be sad?". It's kind of sad that she acts that way, but I think it's the only way she can cope. :/ Dunno. I'm on but I'm leaving now. I know, I know. I always leave after my first post. It's cause it takes SO DANG LONG to read through just the LAST 6 PAGES! I like it better when you're inactive when I am. It makes me feel like the world revolves around me.