2001-08-15 - 10:50 p.m.
varied day with emotions. they all seem to be this way now. i counted 26 mosquito bites on my back today, from last night. try beating that.
first day of my senior year, uh huh. it was nearly impossible to wake up this morning. i made my way to school, on time, and listened to dashboard, because it felt right. i was in the mood. the same mood that i was in chambord, that day in the grass, where i wrote dave a postcard that i never mailed. school is fine. i have lots of people that i like in all of my classes, i was very lucky. it dragged though because i was anticipating going to daves [oh so early in the morning, the earliest, since school] after school to somehow help the heartbreak of him not being in his chair in art. once i got to that couch though, all hurt was forgotten. it, or he, or both, is so theraputic.
day was slow, following our visit. except now i am talking to jared, for the first time in over a month. he has lost another friend. this time a 10-year-long friendship. to a drug overdose. it is doubtful that it was accidental. this is the third (that i know of) that he has lost to suicide. my heart goes out to him, and the victims loved ones, tonight.
too much death lately. quit it death. thats enough. no more of you.
what am i supposed to do?
you all take care of yourselves.
"i love you in the morning, and in the afternoon. i love you in the evening, and underneath the moon. skinnamarinky dinky dink. skinnamarinky doo. i love you." remember sharon, lois, and bram? must be that nickelodeon, jogging my mind of the old favorite tunes. that was a killer show.
