there'll be no awkward silence, at least i keep telling myself

I got a drumset today.
Since we have no room in the basement, I just told Dad to put it in the storage locker, so that's where it currently resides.

I got my driver's license yesterday. :)
But I have no car. :(

I'm bored and have no friends. And when I do have friends like Michael Moran and they call me and my brother tells them sleeping when I'm not I get incredibly pissed off at my brother.

My dad talked to me in the truck today. Mom told him that I had cried about the table, so he said that I had to realize that Grandpa is going soon and that it's inevitable. This is my mom's dad. I know, and since he was diagnosed with all of this shit in December and onward, I've been trying to desensitize myself. It's hard. I've never lost a relative. Dad was like, "Well, the reason I'm telling you this is because I heard you cried when your brother sold the table. I know your grandpa has been your buddy for a real long time, and he's been a really good grandpa. He's a person, and that's not going to be like losing a table." He was just so nice about it. And I know that Gramps has got to go. I know that. I just dont want him to.

In other news, I need new close friends. I have one. Just one. And one is not good enough.