Monica Richards-Lureinlay
The food was okay.
I wasn't thinking clearly. The first one was shitty (like wtf? Of course they have to come!!!)
What I really wanted to say was thanks to God for putting a stop to everything when I was going to go to Chicago. And thanks to my mother for being there for me. And I would come up with something nice to say for my sister.
But I didn't say it because I didn't want to start anything.
But instead, I thanked my mom and sister for supporting me and in coming for my Graduation.
Then I thanked Obama for running his second term.
That's it.
The second one was weird and so random.
Ugh. Whatever.
Halloween sucked. Now, thanksgiving?
I fucking hope x-mas doesn't suck either.
This is JUST not my fucking year, apparently.
Looking forward to the new year.
We ate and then my sister made me speak some words in spanish that has "R" in it. We all got a good laugh. Me especially. With my nephew, making fun of me. It was so cute.
Then my sister didn't bring me some Kahlua like I asked her to.
Once the dinner was over with, I grabbed a medium-sized bottle of Vodka and some flavor in it.
I calmed down and felt so much better then.
Monica Richards-Pride
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