February 8th, my Grandma died

My Dad called me that day, and he told me that my Grandma had passed away. I don't know - somehow that didn't surprise me. Nothing surprises me any more. When I went to the viewing, and I saw her in the tackiest dress that she would have never wore (I don't know who chose it), it opened up in the front - too low cut. My grandmother was a very conservative person - she didn't like to show skin, but she was showing a lot of skin. They didn't tell me the funeral was the other day. I could have gone to the funeral too, but my Dad didn't tell me. His reason was I didn't need him to take me, I could use the adapted transport, which I'm going to right now. Some people don't use their heads. They take everything for granted. They don't know what they have until it's all gone. Some people are a little stupid. Maybe if I remember, I might continue. But my memory is like Dora on Finding Nemo. That's all I have to say.

My Wacky Wacky Wacky Wacky Day

Today I was supposed to go to the museum, but the taxi dropped me off at CARE. I keep telling the taxi driver I'm going to the museum, but the sheet says CARE - what the (beep) is that? Well thank god I'm not the only one here! It didn't only happen to me! It usually only happens to me, but this time there were other people too. At least I'm not at home - thank god! I went on a road trip with Julia to get teryaki, because the stupid West Indian place doesn't deliver. It doesn't make sense - if you want people to order, you want money, and I want West Indian Food! I know what I want, I know what I like, I know what I must have. But sometimes. you can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes you get what you need, like the song says...
OK, this is all I wrote for today.

i'm not too sure what to call this blog post

I feel frustrated sometimes. I don't understand what some people say, like from other cultures. When people are talking to me I don't understand a word they're saying and it's driving me nuts, especially in my own house. it doesn't feel like my own house sometimes. Sometimes it does but sometimes it doesn't. I just don't know what to do, that's just me. Maybe i am crazy. My goodness this wax in my ears is driving me nuts. what can i do? Olivia is the exterminator of ear wax.,........... that's all