257 Weeks

You could be waiting for a day that won't come
Monday, May 01, 2006
Murder Most Foul
Watch the news. There will be not one but two murders in the near future. One will be my friend's brother who lied to me about someone's death which resulted in me crying for almost 48 hours straight. The second will be my own brother who lied to my boss. I was to be at work at 6:30AM. I didn't know this. My brother told my boss at 8:30AM that I was not home. I didn't know this. I did not wake up until 10AM and therefore did not arrive at work until 10:30AM. I knew this.

On the subject of death: I recently found out a girl I went to high school with, who I looked up to and considered a friend eventhough she was 4 years older than me, died recently. She literally dropped dead while eating dinner. The doctors first said it was a brain aneurism, and now have concluded it was a heart condition that she just ignored. This frightens me. She was young (24), full of life, ambition, started working as a make-up artists for TV and film, she had so much going for her. And now she's gone.

Time to get away from the sad sidenote, I'm still full of anger. I'm going to kill my brother. The dick head is just too damn lazy to walk 5 steps to tell me my boss is there. Then he lied to me tonight. I hope he reads this. He should know that his brutal death shall be by my hand.

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how would you like a mouth full of that?!
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