I started off the day by waking up from some horribly bizarre and very scary dream. I woke up really early too, and just tried to shake it off. I ate breakfast, and watched tv for a bit, then cleaned up the house and got ready to go out to the mall with Kerri. We walked to her house after a bit of phone tag over the bus schedule. The mall was really sucky, and Kerri was pissing me off because she was looking for a Sound of Music dvd, which we could not find anywhere. The mall was in utter chaos; all of the stores had no stock, and only leftovers from Christmas. Things were strewn about this way and that. We went home and had to sit with these weird kids from my school on the bus. When we got to Kerri's, we had to go home right away, and as we were leaving my aunt called my cell phone, looking for my mother. At this point my mom had arrived, so I gave her the call.
As it turns out, my parents had to go to the hospital tonight, because one of my other aunts is really sick. I knew that my parents didn't want to tell me what was wrong, but I found out from my mom that she has problems with her liver as well as ovarian cancer. I guess it still hasn't really hit me yet. I had plans to go to the movies tonight with Kerri and my sister, but those had to be put on hold until later. I went to watch Lauren and Jimmy, and I think that they are sort of in denial too. They've never seen anyone die. Everytime somebody in our family has gone to the hospital, they always come out better, no problems attached. But now, things aren't so sure, but we all expect her to be okay. It is so hard to realize that it might not happen this time, and that there's a large possibility that she won't make it out alive. I don't really know what's going on now because everyone is so hushed about everything. It makes me sort of mad as well, that no one wants to tell me what's going on. I thought I had a right to know, but I guess not.
I read the whole one hundred pages of that stupid book I had to read for History. My eyes were really burning by the end, and the words were getting all jarbled, but I made it though. That's one less thing on my mind. I swear, it is so very hard to keep myself together when I am already sort of falling apart at the edges. Everyone around me is starting to do that too, and I can't be strong for myself, as well as strong for them at the same time. It's just too much work.
My fairy godmother must have heard my complains about not having FTP, because lo and behold, today I have been informed by the lovely host of my webpage that FTP is now ready for use. ~_^ At least one good thing today, eh?