a reason to wtite
so i found a reason to write. my friend was in an accident last night. i guess theres not much to say. everyone thinks they know what happened, but we know they dont. dont you just hate that. i know that most of you know what thats like. hes the first person ive ever known to be in a coma. thats kinda wierd. i just saw him yesterday. he was going to buy a bracelet for his girlfriend. its still in the money box on reserve for him. i think ill buy it for him. just so nothing happens to it. im sure it wasnt that big of a deal to him. but thats ok. its 5 dollars he wont have to spend. maybe i should have told him not to die or to be safe when i saw him. i usually tell my boyfriend that every chance i get. i guess you could say im paranoyd. or maybe i just dont want to lose the people i love in a way that i cant ever get them back. i know ill have him back, but as far as i know, it might not be the same him. which is ok, bc ill still be there for him. but he might not be the same. i hate it when people think they know everything. so im not going to go to school, i dont wanna here the " hey i heard it was cause of this..." or the " i heard that hes like this now..." those just make me mad. i know it might be bc they care, but if you care so much than just respect the fact that hes not there to defend himself bc maybe you think he was high but he wasnt and you think its all his fault when its not. so ill call the hospital tomarrow and see his condition. see if i can see him. and if i can, i think ill ask krystal if she can go with me, she doesnt work wednesdays. even if i cant see him, ill go anyway, maybe his mom will be there, or i can at least tlk to a nurse or doctor and really know how he is. bc you know you hate it when people think they know everything. so i guess ill go... talk to elizabeth some more.
pray for puppy.
pray for puppy.