your last fence to climb is topped off with barbed-wire
hello!
i am back and alive and well.
not that anyone gives a rat's ass but anyways.
my disappearance turned out to not even be that long,
because i think we're all starting to get over the emotional shock of this;
even though on monday night, a joke was made (and i'm not trying to point fingers because it was completely innocent) at Sarah's house about someone committing suicide and i just started crying and couldn't help it.
because it's still such a sore subject and i think it always will be, even though i had only seen him maybe twice.
i can't imagine losing a friend and even more, losing a brother.
i don't think i would be able to pull through like his sisters and his entire family and all his friends have.
but it is just the fact that i had met him, and i had known him.
so on a lighter note
recap of the week....?
after saturday morning breakfast with the team at the golden spoon, the remainder of the day was spent merely lounging around and almost beating an entire video game because it was simply just one of those days that i just didn't feel like having ANY CONTACT with anyone.
sunday i went to the retreat at the church for 4 hours, which ended up going by rather quickly.
after that we went straight to the heiser's for a superbowl party.
which was fun.
but i was still feeling kind of annoyed and just overall extremely morose.
and we won.
of course.
but i didnt care.
monday through wednesday...i honestly cannot remember what happened,
which means nothing of great importance took place.
good practice yesterday.
late.
but good.
the season is rapidly coming to an end and i don't want to see it go.
♥
p.s.!!
i'm trying to decide between contemporary lit and british lit for next year.
which?
i am back and alive and well.
not that anyone gives a rat's ass but anyways.
my disappearance turned out to not even be that long,
because i think we're all starting to get over the emotional shock of this;
even though on monday night, a joke was made (and i'm not trying to point fingers because it was completely innocent) at Sarah's house about someone committing suicide and i just started crying and couldn't help it.
because it's still such a sore subject and i think it always will be, even though i had only seen him maybe twice.
i can't imagine losing a friend and even more, losing a brother.
i don't think i would be able to pull through like his sisters and his entire family and all his friends have.
but it is just the fact that i had met him, and i had known him.
so on a lighter note
recap of the week....?
after saturday morning breakfast with the team at the golden spoon, the remainder of the day was spent merely lounging around and almost beating an entire video game because it was simply just one of those days that i just didn't feel like having ANY CONTACT with anyone.
sunday i went to the retreat at the church for 4 hours, which ended up going by rather quickly.
after that we went straight to the heiser's for a superbowl party.
which was fun.
but i was still feeling kind of annoyed and just overall extremely morose.
and we won.
of course.
but i didnt care.
monday through wednesday...i honestly cannot remember what happened,
which means nothing of great importance took place.
good practice yesterday.
late.
but good.
the season is rapidly coming to an end and i don't want to see it go.
♥
p.s.!!
i'm trying to decide between contemporary lit and british lit for next year.
which?