When bad things happen to the best people.

Monday afternoon I was excited about something the wonderful rowan had convinced me to do. Okay that makes said thing sound much better than it truely is. I got home from school late, probably close to three-thirty. Within a half an hour or so of being home my mother got a devastating phone-call from Mr. Brian Bover. He regretfully informed her that her best-friend, my god-mother and his daughter had passed away sometime early that morning. As it turns out my mother was also the last person to see her alive.
To anyone who has stumbled upon this blog by searching her name, I'm so truely sorry (especially if I happen to be the one to inform you of this tradgedy) to write that Marleen Ann King R.N. (maiden name Bover) passed away early Monday May 25th. The coroner's final diagnosis was a heart attack.
I started the week excited to celebrate my best-friends 16th birthday, which also happens to me May 25th, and I'm ending it with the funeral of my mother's best-friend. She was only 42 when she passed away and leaves behind her Parents, sister, ten-year-old son and husband as well as many friends and other relatives who will miss her greatly.
She was a wonderfull person and in all honesty I figured that my mother would pass on first, mostly since Marleen was my godmother. In my mind I figured that I would end up needing her to be my godmother.
I hope anyone who stumbles upon this blog, or even reads it regularly has had a better week than I have. And with that I bid you adieu.

3 Days, and a whole lot of problems.

Okay so, FML I can't believe my luck. The one time I think I might have a chance with the guy I like something goes and screws it all up. Like having a gorgeous best friend. I mean don't get me wrong I love her to pieces but she's giorgeous and has like the nicest person ever, and Obviously the guy I like, likes her I can just tell. It pisses me off so much, because I actually like him a lot. FUCK.
It seems to me that spring is a crappy month for love, and at the same time it's not. I fucking hate love and I agree with what a close friend of mine once said 'When we take over the world, we shall abolish love, just completely get rid of it.' I miss the good old days where dating wasn't an issue and the biggest concern was your friends. Not that my friends are like top priority but now I have guys taking up part of that. FUCK I HATE IT.
On a happier note, I'm going to the 'Believer's Never Die Part Deux' tour in three days. I'm excited, I'll be soooo close to All Time Low, Cobra Starship and Hey Monday! I'm really freaking excited. Plus it'll take my mind off of boys and other stupid things, as well as the heart surgery my grandfather is having the same day.
I don't know what to do about this boy problem, there's probably nothing if he likes my best friend. I guess I'll just have to wait until I can talk to one of my other friends, since they give the best advice.
I also HIGHLY recomend that you download the song 'Weightless' by All Time Low, it's amazing.