I really need a new picture, maybe one that's clear.
not too much new going on, hte super-flu i had has passed, mostly. I'm doing horribly in school and trying to cover up for it, I always feel like I need sleep and I can't for the life of me stop thinking about other peoples lives, mostly authors, writers, poets, artists...i want to know some poets, i want to go out to some open mic nights or some poetry slams...
bah....
they caught the people that shot a buddy of mine Feb... I don't know what i've been doing...lately i've just been trying not to think anything that's actually real since he died, we were'nt the greatest of friends, we worked together for awhile , we got to know eachother , had late night feasts at Denny's after the late shifts where we would bitch about girls and school and end up doing something truly stupid like playing two hours of poker or magic at the same table. after i left the workplace i only saw him or heard about him every so often...always said we'd hang out and never really made plans to, everything was always spur of the moment....funny huh....we always said "i'll see you around" because we always did, randomly.... he died three months or so short of turning 23, im not even older than him yet...
...I'll post something more upbeat later...i just needed to write that out somewhere..
not too much new going on, hte super-flu i had has passed, mostly. I'm doing horribly in school and trying to cover up for it, I always feel like I need sleep and I can't for the life of me stop thinking about other peoples lives, mostly authors, writers, poets, artists...i want to know some poets, i want to go out to some open mic nights or some poetry slams...
bah....
they caught the people that shot a buddy of mine Feb... I don't know what i've been doing...lately i've just been trying not to think anything that's actually real since he died, we were'nt the greatest of friends, we worked together for awhile , we got to know eachother , had late night feasts at Denny's after the late shifts where we would bitch about girls and school and end up doing something truly stupid like playing two hours of poker or magic at the same table. after i left the workplace i only saw him or heard about him every so often...always said we'd hang out and never really made plans to, everything was always spur of the moment....funny huh....we always said "i'll see you around" because we always did, randomly.... he died three months or so short of turning 23, im not even older than him yet...
...I'll post something more upbeat later...i just needed to write that out somewhere..