Tied to Flower

Feeling like shit.


I'm lonely and irritated. And yet yesterday I had went to college and I actually wanted to stay there.

My grandma died on Wednesday 14th of March at 5:10 pm.
Everybody has been there of course but this loneliness still kicks in. And I get that horrible feeling when you laugh and realise you shouldn't be laughing.

And of course I know she is with my granddad now; she'd even said so herself in 'My diary and also my funeral' that she managed to write and her sweet confused handwriting which KEPT SWITCHING every NOW and then.

Our lightblub exploded. It only explodes when I find the switch. Had to sent the little brother upstairs because he began to annoy me.


And yet I haven't drawn as much as I have in a long time. I didn't tell my graphics teacher about the family's loss because I was afraid he would think I was making excuses, and instead I managed to knuckle down and do some fantastic sketches... If I ever have the focus to look through my work I'll get them up..

It's so quiet now and I've wanted this peace for a while, but now who can I voice to? I don't feel like upsetting people with my jargon that's why I've wrote it down instread so people can choose to ignore it... xxxxx

Rest in Peace Grandma, Jacky Slator who's now happy again with her husband, Harry Slator. xx