this weekend was so depressing.
i went to my grandpa's funeral
i don't really want to go into details, but it was the hardest thing i've ever had to go through.

so i guess i've definitely lost my best friend this time.
she said that i act different around people or something and that everyone thinks i'm annoying,
which shouldn't really bother me because it's stupid- but it does.
it bothers me a lot, not that it matters.
i thought i was done crying over things like this, but i guess i was wrong.

i'm sick of people not telling me things.
if you don't like me, then don't act like you do.
that only makes things worse.