Easter

Easter has been...well..Easter I guess. Not much to say about it. We had dinner on Good Friday for my mum's side of the family, and dad's side is coming out tonight. And I've accomplished basically nothing when it comes to studying for bio, which is just fan-bloody-tastic. But I suppose today and tomorrow I'll just have to go hardcore. But hey, I got to watch a week's worth of Corronation Street this morning, so I'm happy.

Daddy and I went to the Easter Vigil last night, which was rather long. We have some long-winded Polish priest this year, and boy does he go on. About nothing, really. And I was about ready to chuck Marg Critchley out the window, but really, who wasn't?

I always like to watch people come into church. A little creepy, but I like looking out for people I know. Well, really it comes from watching for my grandparents and my aunt and uncle when I was younger, back in the day when we used to go to the same mass and all sit together. Anyway, I was watching and this lady came in and went to sit in a pew and for a minute I thought it was my grandma. I almost pointed her out to my daddy, but then I remembered.

You know, I don't even know if I want to have Easter dinner. It won't be the same. It's not even at grandma's house. I just...wish she was here still. She made the holidays feel exciting, and now it's just going to be like we're trying too hard. And I'd rather just not do anything. At least that way it wouldn't hurt so much.