TO ANYONE WHO ACTUALLY READS MY BLOG (IF ANYONE):

If you exist, then thank you. I like to write very much and just saw this as another way of doing so.

If I can make at least one person smile/feel happy...well that's what I live for essentially!

It's quite nice, this blogging lark...when I remember to do it, that is.

April 20, 2010

Today marks eleven years since the massacre at Columbine High School.

To all those who died: Cassie Bernall (17), Steve Curnow (14), Corey DePooter (17), Kelly Fleming (16), Matt Kechter (16), Daniel Mauser (15), Daniel Rohrbough (15), Rachel Scott (17), Isaiah Shoels (18), John Tomlin (16), Lauren Townsend (18), Kyle Velasquez (16) and William 'Dave' Sanders (47) - may you have eternal rest.

To all those injured: Brian Anderson, Richard Castaldo, Jennifer Doyle, Stephen 'Austin' Eubanks, Nicholas 'Nick' Foss, Sean Graves, Makai Hall, Anne Marie Hochhalter, Patrick Ireland, Michael Johnson, Joyce Jankowski, Mark Kintgen, Lisa Kreutz, Lance Kirklin, Adam Kyler, Stephanie Munson, Patricia 'Patti' Nielson, Nicole Nowlen, Jeanna Park, Kasey Ruegsegger, Valeen Schnurr, Daniel Steepleton, Evan Todd and Mark Taylor - may you have made a strong recovery.

To all others directly affected by the tragedy at Columbine: parents, teachers, friends...may you be able to overcome your grief and see the positive in each day.

To the killers, Dylan Klebold (17) and Eric Harris (18) - may you also be granted eternal rest and peace despite your actions.

May we all learn something from the Columbine Massacre - to value our lives, ourselves and the people around us, because we never know when they could be cut short.

May we remember Columbine.

But most of all, may we find it in our hearts to forgive.

i have a really sore neck right now. i think it's because i've been tilting it or something. i don't know.

the sky is black and it's only 6:50 pm. daylight saving confuses me.

i smell cheese. grilled cheese.

the person who i care for intensely has no idea. at least i don't think he does. i have an aching desire to tell him how i feel...even though he may freak out...even though...oh i don't know...chill out sophie.

i think i spend too much time thinking.

i wish i could overcome my doubts and worries (some of the stupid ones) but i suppose we all have our preoccupations and mine just happen to be of the irritating kind.

in with gothic literature, out with twilight. no one can beat mary shelley/bram stoker/horace walpole/i'm sure there are many others.

i want to read the castle of otranto by horace walpole. i haven't read much gothic literature but really want to try it.

there is a moth outside my window

it's gone now.

it's strange to think that now as the day is ending for me it is starting for someone else.

death ends life, not relationships - mitch albom.

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I LOVE YOU.

There. I've said it.

And you'll probably never read it.

Current Infatuations

LINEN!

I recently bought myself a linen jacket, similar to this one but without all the buttons, and I absolutely love it. It's really warm but also really cool! And it has pockets!