It's such a perfect day, when I'm with you...
People are dying left and right, there is so much chaos on Bainbridge Island. Becky died, she dated Morgan and Chris and Scott knew her pretty well, I'd only met her a few times. Then another girl died, her name was Sarah and she had a twin sister. They both died in car accidents, Becky was so drunk she didn't even break before she hit the tree, but I think she was doing coke too. I need off the island... now. People on this island are going to soak this up into making their lives more dramatic. People who didn't even know them will suddenly become their best friends. People who knew them but didn't like them very well will speak of them favorably just to get in on the sympathy and attention from others. I remember this with Garth and Brian, when they killed themselves and with Kyle when he was in a coma. It sickens me, people convincing themselves that they're hurt by something so life-changing and important, when it doesn't concern them in the least. Can't people just say rest in peace, can there be a crisis on this god-damned island that these fucking teeny-boppers don't dissect for any bit of information that they have a slight chance of relating to and using to their advantage. Even Scott is doing this, treating Becky as though he knew her so well and they were so close. It's funny how even the pee-ons become outstanding members of society when they die... just because someone can benefit from it all that much more. Take Garth for example. This kid lived silently in horrible emotional and mental pain for years, never reaching out to anyone never calling attention to himself and the whole time was out casted by Bainbridge High, because he wasn't the cookie cutter result that they were looking for. So, he kills himself and these people that never gave him a chance, or never listened, or never waved to him in the hall- despite seeing him everyday, all the sudden became so close to Garth. How dare they? How fucking dare they take this kid's death and make it their own tragedy? Anyway, I'm looking for an out because I don't want to be around while everyone pretends to understand that the fact that our only source of entertainment on this god-for-saken island is house parties on the weekend and getting stoned in our friend's cars is, in fact, wrong and the school will tell parents they have a new drug and alcohol abuse program, the police will chime in saying they've raised their standards. I don't want any of that bullshit, because it will all go on the same as it ever did.
I'm really enjoying my job, not just my job- but my lifestyle. I feel like everything is with in reason right now. I'm going to school, I'm working, I'm looking for an apartment, I'm in a relationship that I'm not emotionally dependant on. Everything feels good. I blame Elle and I's wishing routine.
You get two quarters and one penny and think of a wish (only one, but it can be long and drawn out). Then you close your eyes, think of your wish and kiss the quarter before throwing it into a body of water. Do this again with the penny and the 2nd quarter. The 1st quarter is introducing the wish, the penny is the wish, and the 2nd quarter seals the deal. Elle and I have strict rules for wish making routines. Anyway- last time I did this my wish was "I'll get a job and everything in my life will fall into place"... coincidence??? ....maybe.
Anyway, Jeremy and I are doing OK. I've learned to stop taking our relationship as seriously as he does. I feel like he's driven by the idea of marriage. He lives with his best friend, of the same age- that's been married for ten years and has four children. The guy is twenty-eight! But, it's his fault, he should know that dating someone nine years younger than you will not lead to a marriage. He's just a horny guy who can be occasionally sweet that I have no immediate reason to not be with, so I'm dating at the moment.
My mom is always in pain right now, it keeps getting worse and worse. She's at home now and has been trying to get back into routines she had, cleaning, going to the store, etc... and it just isn't working out. She's pushing herself too much. Today I said "Mom, what's up?" when I came downstairs to get some iced tea and she said "Ehhhhh, I'm not doing so hot..." She was almost crying! "Can I do anything? That makes me scared for you, Mom!" "It scares me for me, too!" She answered. I don't know what to do for her- she's so frustrated, not being able to go about her usual. She said "I don't know what to do if it gets much worse". My poor Mommy! I went to Silverdale with her today to go birthday shopping for my brother and I. Jason's birthday is Wednesday and mine is a week from the following day (September 2nd). Canada?! Here I come!!! Goodnight lovelies!
I'm really enjoying my job, not just my job- but my lifestyle. I feel like everything is with in reason right now. I'm going to school, I'm working, I'm looking for an apartment, I'm in a relationship that I'm not emotionally dependant on. Everything feels good. I blame Elle and I's wishing routine.
You get two quarters and one penny and think of a wish (only one, but it can be long and drawn out). Then you close your eyes, think of your wish and kiss the quarter before throwing it into a body of water. Do this again with the penny and the 2nd quarter. The 1st quarter is introducing the wish, the penny is the wish, and the 2nd quarter seals the deal. Elle and I have strict rules for wish making routines. Anyway- last time I did this my wish was "I'll get a job and everything in my life will fall into place"... coincidence??? ....maybe.
Anyway, Jeremy and I are doing OK. I've learned to stop taking our relationship as seriously as he does. I feel like he's driven by the idea of marriage. He lives with his best friend, of the same age- that's been married for ten years and has four children. The guy is twenty-eight! But, it's his fault, he should know that dating someone nine years younger than you will not lead to a marriage. He's just a horny guy who can be occasionally sweet that I have no immediate reason to not be with, so I'm dating at the moment.
My mom is always in pain right now, it keeps getting worse and worse. She's at home now and has been trying to get back into routines she had, cleaning, going to the store, etc... and it just isn't working out. She's pushing herself too much. Today I said "Mom, what's up?" when I came downstairs to get some iced tea and she said "Ehhhhh, I'm not doing so hot..." She was almost crying! "Can I do anything? That makes me scared for you, Mom!" "It scares me for me, too!" She answered. I don't know what to do for her- she's so frustrated, not being able to go about her usual. She said "I don't know what to do if it gets much worse". My poor Mommy! I went to Silverdale with her today to go birthday shopping for my brother and I. Jason's birthday is Wednesday and mine is a week from the following day (September 2nd). Canada?! Here I come!!! Goodnight lovelies!