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Oh hello. I am Christina. I'm 26. My favorite things are: writing love on my arms, watching movies, laughing, baking brownies, mac 'n' cheese, taking road trips, Disney, writing, playing Guitar Hero and DDR, milk and cookies, smiling, Audrey Hepburn movies, singing Beatles songs, cheering for the Dallas Cowboys, playing board and card games, reading books, watching General Hospital, dancing, and, most importantly, spending time with my friends.

Quote of the Moment:
“I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.” - Audrey Hepburn

Mood: i'm good.
Music: pretending.




Monday, May 10, 2010
funerals.

My friend April's mom died on Saturday. the day before Mother's Day.

First of all, I can't imagine losing my mom. I know I kind of had to think about that some lately but it never became a reality. thank goodness. But I can't imagine what she must be going through right now.

Tonight was the visitation. Me, Nathan, Julie and this woman named Shelly whom I'd never met before went. I left work early and drove to Julie's. She drove the rest of the way. We stayed about 45 minutes at the visitation then drove back. April seemed to be holding up but I'm sure there are a lot of things going on inside. She said she was kind of preparing for it, but that's something I know you can never truly prepare for.

M asked why I was going since I didn't know her mom. I told him I was going to support my friend whom I love and care about, something I'm not so sure he knows that much about. It's times like this when you need your friends most.