Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Oh,
and he was shot in the head.

They were messing around, and they thought the safety was on.
That's ONE way to upset me.


The good part to my week, is that Rachel's helping me with my cold, and I bought Marissa two shirts. I had a coughing fit today, and I felt like I was going to puke. But Rachel stuck by my side practically all day, which made me feel a little better.

And then I wrote a poem for Jaime.
I'm sick of those "we'll miss u!" posters, spawning everywhere as if he was going on vacation.

HE'S DEAD GUYS. HE IS NOT COMING BACK.
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Monday, April 14, 2008

How pleasant to wake up to this.
Apparantly my old bully, Jaime, gained the spotlight once again.

We've been getting better; it's gone from fists in the face, to patting my head.
Instead of screaming at him, I've been smiling.

On friday he seemed a bit down on the bus.. so as I was getting off, I tapped him, told him to wake up. And he smiled.

I never imagined that he would die over the weekend.
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