Hmm
In a world of such uncertainty any day alive is a good day...
Sometimes it's hard to think that you've lost people in your life. People who were once friends and people you once loved. It's one way that I'm truely weak in life; I can't accept defeat and can't stand the idea of losing somebody. If I were to ask for one thing in this world it would be to being remembered. I don't need wealth or constant happiness I would just wish to be remembered for something in this world and the thought of losing touch with people you once knew and grew up with is just an odd idea to me. In alot of ways it's very painful to think that I've lost somebody I once kissed or I haven't spoken to somebody I once shared tear jerking laughter with. How is it that time can make a relationship crumble. You never think in a million years that the people you walk down the halls with that you see and laugh with everyday of your lives might someday be just a person you pass in the halls without saying hello to. I refuse to let that happen. I don't want that to happen; I wan't to say hello to everybody: even people I don't know, ever met, or know absolutly nothing about. Maybe that will change in time but for now I wan't to be remembered as somebody who everybody knows as that random kid who always says hello to me in the halls but seems to be really nice. Ordinary sane people are never remembered in history; you have to be a little insane to be noticed and abosolutly fucked up to be remembered. Small price to pay for immortality.
On a completely different note: I want to dedicate this section of my entry to my dearest Kaitlin. I know she doesn't have internet right now so this probubly won't be read by her anytime soon but in reality it doesn't matter. I have all this I want to say about her but no where to share it; except right here. She is my heart and I love her o' so much. This afternoon that was only two hours long was so badly needed I would have kidnapped her if she wouldn't have been allowed. I love you Ms. Wissler. I hope you read this before you go to NYC because you don't know how much I'm going to miss you. Sarah O Take care of her for me.
Enjoy Life you crazy hyenas.
Sometimes it's hard to think that you've lost people in your life. People who were once friends and people you once loved. It's one way that I'm truely weak in life; I can't accept defeat and can't stand the idea of losing somebody. If I were to ask for one thing in this world it would be to being remembered. I don't need wealth or constant happiness I would just wish to be remembered for something in this world and the thought of losing touch with people you once knew and grew up with is just an odd idea to me. In alot of ways it's very painful to think that I've lost somebody I once kissed or I haven't spoken to somebody I once shared tear jerking laughter with. How is it that time can make a relationship crumble. You never think in a million years that the people you walk down the halls with that you see and laugh with everyday of your lives might someday be just a person you pass in the halls without saying hello to. I refuse to let that happen. I don't want that to happen; I wan't to say hello to everybody: even people I don't know, ever met, or know absolutly nothing about. Maybe that will change in time but for now I wan't to be remembered as somebody who everybody knows as that random kid who always says hello to me in the halls but seems to be really nice. Ordinary sane people are never remembered in history; you have to be a little insane to be noticed and abosolutly fucked up to be remembered. Small price to pay for immortality.
On a completely different note: I want to dedicate this section of my entry to my dearest Kaitlin. I know she doesn't have internet right now so this probubly won't be read by her anytime soon but in reality it doesn't matter. I have all this I want to say about her but no where to share it; except right here. She is my heart and I love her o' so much. This afternoon that was only two hours long was so badly needed I would have kidnapped her if she wouldn't have been allowed. I love you Ms. Wissler. I hope you read this before you go to NYC because you don't know how much I'm going to miss you. Sarah O Take care of her for me.
Enjoy Life you crazy hyenas.