Funerals, Finality, F.I.T

Well, my dad is offically dead and burried. It was a nice serivice. I wrote I guess what you would call a eulogy and read it. My mom started bawling.

Later that day I went to New york.

Two days later I went on my interview at The fashion Institute of Technology.

One day later I came back to Georgia.

Now all I want is sleep.