Graduation/Birthday suckage
Jun. 10th, 2008 03:40 pmSo maybe the fact that my college graduation ceremony is being held on Friday, June 13th really does mean bad luck. Just got an email from my cousin K, saying she and her husband can't come due to a "previous commitment". I was really hoping she could come, seeing as she's been such a huge supporter of mine through my college years, even helping me out on a few class projects. I can't help but be disappointed...not to mention a little pissed/jealous(?). The whole family (meaning our immediate relatives around here) attended K's big college graduation years ago. We all went. Guess I'm not going to be that fortunate. I'm still waiting to hear back from my best friend, GeckoGirl (hello? where are you???), but somehow I have the feeling she won't be able to make it either. *heavy sigh*
Then there's my aunt and uncle, who I didn't really want to invite in the first place. We found out the seating in the college's gym is just bleacher seats. Very uncomfortable with no back rests. I doubt my aunt and uncle are going to physically be able to handle sitting on those hard benches for as long as the ceremony is going to be. Both of them are getting on in years and have health problems. My mom was going to rent a wheelchair to attend, since she has bad arthritis in her knees, but without someone to push the wheelchair for her, she can't go either. She said she'd go without the wheelchair, but I don't want her sitting on those awful bench seats either. I know she would be uncomfortable and in physical pain sitting there that long.
So the whole situation is fast spiraling into a disaster. The way it looks now, I may very well be attending my graduation all by myself. And on my birthday no less. Ain't that just peachy. Another sucky birthday to add to the list. Like the couple of times most of my relatives were on vacation during my birthday or the one a couple of years ago that wasn't acknowledged at all by any of my family. Yeah....that was a fun one. Yep, my birthday sucks sometimes. Maybe it's the curse of being born on the 13th.
Oh, well. It's not like it's the first time I've attended a big function alone. They're certainly not fun that way, but I guess that's a part of life. Sure, I could skip the ceremony, but I've already got my cap and gown and signed in, so to speak. So I feel obligated to go now.
Damn....now I've thoroughly depressed myself. I think I'll go cry in a corner somewhere. Let the pity party commence....I'll bring the balloons. :(
Then there's my aunt and uncle, who I didn't really want to invite in the first place. We found out the seating in the college's gym is just bleacher seats. Very uncomfortable with no back rests. I doubt my aunt and uncle are going to physically be able to handle sitting on those hard benches for as long as the ceremony is going to be. Both of them are getting on in years and have health problems. My mom was going to rent a wheelchair to attend, since she has bad arthritis in her knees, but without someone to push the wheelchair for her, she can't go either. She said she'd go without the wheelchair, but I don't want her sitting on those awful bench seats either. I know she would be uncomfortable and in physical pain sitting there that long.
So the whole situation is fast spiraling into a disaster. The way it looks now, I may very well be attending my graduation all by myself. And on my birthday no less. Ain't that just peachy. Another sucky birthday to add to the list. Like the couple of times most of my relatives were on vacation during my birthday or the one a couple of years ago that wasn't acknowledged at all by any of my family. Yeah....that was a fun one. Yep, my birthday sucks sometimes. Maybe it's the curse of being born on the 13th.
Oh, well. It's not like it's the first time I've attended a big function alone. They're certainly not fun that way, but I guess that's a part of life. Sure, I could skip the ceremony, but I've already got my cap and gown and signed in, so to speak. So I feel obligated to go now.
Damn....now I've thoroughly depressed myself. I think I'll go cry in a corner somewhere. Let the pity party commence....I'll bring the balloons. :(