In Memoriam

Today was the memorial service for Kyle's father. I slept in a bit then got dressed. Only my dad and I went. My mom was working and my brother is a troll who lives in our basement playing video games. My dad and I drove to the church. On the way there, I learned that Bambi and his brother got wrong directions and ended up in a different place. I started giving them directions then stopped. I was passing their location in the car so I figured I would tell my dad to pick them up. It was hot, they were dressed up, it was almost time for the service to begin. It only made sense to pick them up. Our car was a bit hairy (because of my dog) and Bambi complained. His brother did too but he was joking. Bambi was being borderline obnoxious. He said he would have rather walked in the heat than take the ride and get furry. It was kinda obnoxious because I didn't have to pick him up, but I did. I figured it would help them out. Antonio was thankful but Bambi was not. I made me a bit mad.
Once inside, I saw Kyle. We hugged. I missed him. Bambi, Antonio, my dad and I then sat down. We were all quiet. Bambi was offended that I didn't talk to him while we waited for it to begin. I don't like talking in a church while waiting for a service. I think it's disrespectful. Bambi, however, took offense.
The service was nice. I almost cried at a few parts but I held it together. After the service, Kyle and I talked more. He said we should hang out more. I agreed. We've both been busy lately. I really need to make time for him. We continued talking and were joined by a couple of our high school teachers. It was cool seeing them too. After that, my dad and I drove Bambi and Antonio home. Bambi still seemed angry at me. Whatever.
I got home and changed into comfy clothes. I watched Columbiana with my mom. I'm going to bed soon. Work at 6am. With Bob. However, I'll only be alone with Bob for an hour. Joey is coming at 7. I hope I can keep calm. I just need to remember that murder is sadly illegal.