Shannon @ 5:15:00 PM

Monday, April 18, 2005

Meh... I've yet to get over Sil's death. I'm better now. I guess...

Today was good. I sat and played videogames for 2 hours. Chrono Cross is a release for the soul, I tell you...

I think I may have decided that I am going to keep writing here. It feels good to put stuff down in writting... Err... Typing. Whatever.

I am feeling *so* many different things today that it's sort of rediculous. I feel happy, I feel sad, I feel empty, I feel... Just blah. I am just *so so so* glad that it is vacation. Oh-mi-gawd.

Blah... I'm bored. Laterz.
Oh... And there's a new poem. Check it out. Comment if you so desire.

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Shannon @ 4:26:00 PM

Friday, April 15, 2005

Today should be a happy day... But suddenly it's not...

I just found out that one of my friends from Gaia overdosed on drugs (apparently morphine). He had the morphine because he had broken his hand and it was for the pain...

I'm crying... He was such an awesome guy...

He was just... I don't know. He made me feel good about myself whenever I was around him... He was so nice...

And I can't help but wonder what made him do it... But it's too late to ask... He's gone...

And I can't help but think... That if some miracle hadn't happened, that I would have ended up like him too...

Your an awesome guy, Sil! Thanks for always cheering me up and being there... I love you man!

~**IN LOVING MEMORY OF SIL**~

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Shannon @ 11:51:00 AM

Monday, April 11, 2005

What would you like me to put here? Something? Anything?

Well, alright, then. Here's something:

I'm tired. Really, really tired. And I feel sick. I'm confused. And I have a headache.

Things used to be so *freakin'* simple when we were younger. I didn't have to deal with the bullshit that I do now. Meeeehhhh.

As of late I haven't felt like doing anything, and I've decided that I really need a vacation. Really, really bad. I keep telling myself, "Just one more week..." But I don't even know if I can last that long. School has deprived me of sleep, and of a clear state of mind for that matter.

Fuck. I think in Spanish, I dream of polynomials, and every time I go to ask a question, the Holocaust pops into my head. WTF?

Man. I seriously need a break. Meh.

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