Tears Have Fallen

I won't be ashamed to admit it: Tears fell today over what happened with Jade and the fact that the place looks like... She's dead. I had this horrible dream last night that she and Marcus, Nicole, and Rainey all died in a car accident, and Dave cleaned out all their stuff while I was asleep. When I woke up, it was like it was all true. All of Jade's things are gone. Even her dogs. I went into the bathroom, and there was nothing there that proved that my sister had ever existed. Her shampoo, conditioner, and soap was all gone. So was her curling iron, and hair brush, and that plastic sponge that she washed with instead of wash cloths. When I got done puking my guts out from a relapse, I just sat there on the bathroom floor and...... Cried. Yes, I showed a form of emotion today. I cried because Jade wasn't here anymore, and that's just wrong. This is where Jade needs to be. And when I find out who was behind this, they're going to pay. And I promise that I won't sneak and do things behind their back, cowardly things, like, oh, say, forward their email to other people who have no business reading it.

I guess that you have an idea of who I think is behind this all, huh? And right now? I have no mercy for anyone.

Lost Images

Jade left home today. Her home. She packed her things and took off. She left me here all alone with these morons. I'm surrounded by idiots. Outnumbered by fools. Why oh why am I subjected to this? Especially when I'm so sick. That meeting that Dave called tonight was a joke. Just another reason for everyone to insult Jade, which is very sick in my opinion. I am sleepy. I think I'll write tomorrow.

Sick And Priviledged

Another couple of weeks off from work! I rock! Or should I say that a nasty combination of mono and the chicken pox rock? I have software that needs this computer to be restarted after it's installed. I shall blog again today!

If I Had

James wasn't too happy with me calling him at 2 in the morning, but at least he unsent that email. I don't know if he's re-sent another letter or not. I don't know why things have to be this way, but they do. It's sad that Jade can't have a friend without some mental case interfearing with it all. I think that if I were Jade, I'd ditch the people that are majorly fucking with me. But hey, that's just me. Some people like having that happen to them, I guess.

Incase anyone's bursting at the seams about my articles, they'll be up in a few more days. I'm tired right now. I wonder if that's a bad sign or not...? I know that I'm not well, let alone "cured". I didn't think that I was going to get over leukemia. Deep down I always knew that it was going to get me. I hate thinking that, but I'd better get used to the idea.

It's A Shame About James

Before anyone reads their wonder-mail from me, I'd like to say a few things. I think that James should be able to have a message board with out the "Dirty Southern" (to quote a net friend on) interfearing with it. I've done my share of keeping people updated on Jade's situation, and, well, I've come to the conclusion that she doesn't need *certain* people as friends. I went so far as to call James here in the middle of the night to unsend his email to a *certain* person, and resend something more brash. He said that he'd unsend the email, and then possibly write and send something else in the morning. It's morning now.

That seems to be the trouble with me. I want everything to happen now, because I'm very impatient. I don't like to wait around for what's going to happen next. I want next to be now.

The bottom line? Since I didn't come right out and mention her, I think that Jana owes Jade an apology for this. I mean, come on!! Jade was sent a threatening email not too long ago where she was "warned" not to mention Jana in any of her weblog entries. And according to The On Line Diaries, who'd want to? Oh well. At least this ordeal's brought my messagboard back on the net's map, so what am I complaining about? I need to go to bed.