but this, this is just another awkward pause.
god everything just feels so weird latley.
last weekend two kids i had known since elementary school died in a car accident.
it seriously blows my mind.
i just keep thinking about how short and fragile life is and how i need to start living more.
these kids were like six months away from graduating from high school.
their real lives didn't even get the chance to start.
it makes me so nervous and anxious and it's really shaken me up quite a bit.
everything seems menial or unimportant because i feel like i need to be doing bigger things.
what if that were me? or my sister? it could've been anyone.
you hear those stories on the news, car accidents where kids die, but really i've never thought twice because so many of those kids i had never even heard of.
but daniel sawyer and tom earhart... i knew these kids.
i went to preschool with tom earhart.
i went to elementary school with daniel sawyer.
they both went to my middle school.
it's just crazy to think i'll never see them again.
last year on the photo field trip i had to sit next to daniel on the bus, we were never like friends but we weren't enemies. we were friendly. but we like, talked. it was the most i had ever talked to him ever, and vice versa. we played hangman in my notebook. we had a conversation for about 30 minutes.
i'll never talk to him again.
tom was hilarious all the time i'd known him. this one time we were hanging out, him and pierce nusbaum were in my basement and idk why but i let them go into beth's room and they went through her underwear drawer and hung her thongs all over her room. that was rediculous i have no idea why i did that. i used to burn cds for him because my dad has like a billion cds and he wanted a copy of like every single one. he lives right by me. i saw him riding his bike all over. his kindness was unrelenting. i hadn't really seen him in like two years and this year when i came back to WL he would say hi to me and chat with me in the halls. that's more than i can say for 3/4 of the kids at that stupid school.
i can't believe i will never see him again.
weird is kind of a silly word, but it's really the only term i can come up with to describe the way i'm feeling and the way everything seems.
last weekend two kids i had known since elementary school died in a car accident.
it seriously blows my mind.
i just keep thinking about how short and fragile life is and how i need to start living more.
these kids were like six months away from graduating from high school.
their real lives didn't even get the chance to start.
it makes me so nervous and anxious and it's really shaken me up quite a bit.
everything seems menial or unimportant because i feel like i need to be doing bigger things.
what if that were me? or my sister? it could've been anyone.
you hear those stories on the news, car accidents where kids die, but really i've never thought twice because so many of those kids i had never even heard of.
but daniel sawyer and tom earhart... i knew these kids.
i went to preschool with tom earhart.
i went to elementary school with daniel sawyer.
they both went to my middle school.
it's just crazy to think i'll never see them again.
last year on the photo field trip i had to sit next to daniel on the bus, we were never like friends but we weren't enemies. we were friendly. but we like, talked. it was the most i had ever talked to him ever, and vice versa. we played hangman in my notebook. we had a conversation for about 30 minutes.
i'll never talk to him again.
tom was hilarious all the time i'd known him. this one time we were hanging out, him and pierce nusbaum were in my basement and idk why but i let them go into beth's room and they went through her underwear drawer and hung her thongs all over her room. that was rediculous i have no idea why i did that. i used to burn cds for him because my dad has like a billion cds and he wanted a copy of like every single one. he lives right by me. i saw him riding his bike all over. his kindness was unrelenting. i hadn't really seen him in like two years and this year when i came back to WL he would say hi to me and chat with me in the halls. that's more than i can say for 3/4 of the kids at that stupid school.
i can't believe i will never see him again.
weird is kind of a silly word, but it's really the only term i can come up with to describe the way i'm feeling and the way everything seems.