I found my hamster dead today. I picked up the cage and carried it into the kitchen where my mom was, and with tears streaming down my face I said, “I think he’s dead, Mommy ( Read more... )

It needs to stop snowing immediately so that Mike can come over. Apparently, yelling at the sky for the snow to stop doesn't work ( Read more... )

I guess it’s time for an update ( Read more... )

My grandfather died last night in his sleep. I'm glad he's no longer in pain, but I highly regret not visiting him in the hospital. I couldn't last week because I was sick, and I don't really know why I didn't these last few days. It's too late now though.

They found Rachel in Florida.

I talked to Tony last night and found out some information about Rachel. It turns out that she and a guy named John slept over his house Saturday night. They left the next morning, on foot, with very little money, planning to run away together. Supposedly, the reason they were running is that Rachel is afraid that she’ll be taken away from her ( Read more... )

My dad is in town because my grandfather is sick and in the hospital. I'm still sick myself, and Rachel is still missing.

My friend Rachel is missing. The last time her mom saw her was around six last night, when she came home to change her shoes. She said she was going for a walk, but she never came home. The only information they have so far is that she was at The Sweet Shoppe last night at eight when they closed. They gave her a cup of coffee and she said she was ( Read more... )

If Mike is pretending to love me, he's doing a damn good job.

George W. Bush is a dolt.