July 4th

Last weekend I went to my Uncle's wedding. I was ignored by most of my family, so I'm not going to go on about that. And tonight I had to work. We were crazy busy, so I didn't even get to see the fireworks show. I made good money though. Went and had a fewe drinks with my co-workers afterwords and had a wonderful time. (I miss having a social life) and now I'm home in a crappy mood again because of Charles. I hate how I still care. I wish the things he did... or didn't do... didn't have so much control over my emotions. I need to figure out how to get over us... and what never will be.