Well, considering no one reads these why not continue to talk? Least this way if I die someday my words where written down.Tonight, after a very stressful three hour conversation with one of my best guy friends, lets call him John. (funny how made up names are always J's, Jim, Jane, John) I decided I needed to get out of my house. I just needed fifteen minutes of peace and quiet to think about...

Well, here I am again, just sitting here waiting and wondering. Simple as this. . . I am sitting here after an eight hour work day. 8 hours really isn't that long right? Yeah I agree. I just am dead tired ans sore. My friends are on my mind once again. What are they doing? what is it like? Should I still cry? The blog I wrote a little over eight months ago was finally read by my best friend. He...

So, obviously no one reads these, but that's ok with me. Why you ask? Because if no one reads them it means I can say whatever I want and just let it all out. Well, here it is:The thought of death is one of those things that can just kind of creep up on a person. It is something normal people maybe think about every now and then. For me it used to be the norm. I would wake up every single morning...

I wrote my first journal on here earlier tonight and I had no clue what was to be said on something like this. Truth be told I wrote it because I wanted the second on to be about what really matters to me right now.Over Christmas break, January 4th to be exact there was a car accident. Now, for the record the last thing I want is to here 'I am so sorry' and the usual things people say when they...

Well, I have never written a journal so I figured I would give it a shot, here goes nothing.As a 19 year old college student who just found out I have a snow day today I am in a pretty damn good mood. Other then that life's treating me on a day to day basis pretty average. Schools fine I suppose, class suck as do teachers, isn't that what we all say though? My friends are legit not gonna lie....