why we get drunk is so we don't think

this is the last 8 weeks of my life...

may 23 - grandpa dies
may 29 - great uncle dies
june 6 - grandpa's wake
june 13 - i have two emergency surgeries
* 5 days, 4 types of antibiotics and a fistful of percocet later i drive to calgary*
june 19 - my dads in the hospital with chest pain
june 30 - syringes found on my patio ~ beginning of the strata dispute
july 5 - my boyfriends jeep is stolen from our condo
july 5 - jeep retrieved and my car breaks down while driving to pay tow truck driver

i'm anxiously waiting to find out what exactly i'm supposed to learn from all of this. maybe it's that i'm stronger than i've ever been... a year ago i would have crumbled. if that is the case, i've learned my lesson. now, please, for the love of god give a second to breathe.

please...

an update or something

not a lot to say.... june sucked. i ended up having two emergency surgeries and then my dad ended up in the hospital with chest pain. i'm just glad it's july.

i need to find a new job. i'm so bored of my current career but i lose all motivation once i start school, so i'm not sure what i'm going to do. but i need a change.

i don't really have a lot to say - i just feel like life has kinda kicked my ass.