It's been a while.
School's out for the summer so it's no longer safe to go to the mall without seeing a million people that you know but really don't want to encounter.
Summer may be here, but the cold has not left. If you cannot swim at night, then it's too cold.
Life is changing. People come and people go. There's nothing you can do about it. Might as well get over it. Just let it happen.
I know this kid. His life has been hard. He's pretty cool, but doesn't know it at all. We've become friends. It's pretty sweet. We used to go to school together but I didn't even realize it until he said something about it. My school was miniscule. Like 100 kids in the highschool/middleschool. I didn't even notice him and he is a year younger than me. Why is he all of the sudden in my life now? I have no idea. I don't get it. Why didn't I ever talk to him before? I don't know that either. I met him by "chance". I'm thinking it was a divine appointment. Two weeks before we became friends he tried to commit suicide because he thought that no one would care. I just found that out. It broke my heart. I didn't know that telling him how cool he was meant anything to him, but apparently it does.
I'm getting older, my friends are starting to get married. That's weird. It's kind of freakin me out a bit.
Life is weird. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but all the time weird.
What do our lives on earth look like from heaven? Do our dead relatives really watch us from heaven, assuming that's where they went? Why would they even want to? Why would you want to preoccupy yourself with earth when you're in heaven? I don't even like earth and it's all I know.
Elastic is so weird. It stretches. For some reason I find that completely random.
I'm getting tired of music. All music. Very tired.
I'm learning how to paint with watercolors. I thought that if I learned from someone who knew, then I might like them. Needless to say, I still hate watercolors. Maybe it'll be one of those things you learn to love, like U2.
Nothing that I just wrote seems related in my mind but it's just what decided to come out today. It doesn't make sense to me, just like rap music isn't music.
21.6.06
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I love you Emily... life is weird, even when you get used to it... you're cool too. Don't get jaded.
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