April 1, 2006

Someone once suggested to me that sometimes cliche's are the only way to express the true meaning of a thought. I think I agree, especially today.

Our lives are so short, even when they last until our elderly years. I see so many people worrying about their surrounding situations, and everything but the moment they're in. While I agree that we have to plan for our future both financially and mentally, I think the most important thing is to live for now. When whoever it is that controlls this whole thing decides it's time to go, the only thing we'll have is the love we gave to each other and the time we spent enjoying that love. That's what it breaks down to I think. To be happy and live with a purpose.

At this point the only information I have on Mr. Renfrew's death is that he swerved to avoid a deer.I don't know if this is true, but after having him as a teacher I know that if he had a chance to spare the deer's life he would have taken it. I suppose this is the whole point of my story, that life's not just about feeling good about yourself. It's about finding the balance, letting other people enjoy their lives with you, and accepting life for what it is. It's a party man, just a party.

"And that's how much fuck fish"