Saturday, February 16, 2002

Pitty Me



Please don't hate me. What did I ever do to you? I know I'm not perfect but I try. No one is perfect. I don't try to make people mad or upset. I'm sorry for everything I have ever done to offend people, I will never do it again. Forgive and forget, its not that hard. The world would be much better then. I'm not mad at anyone. If anyone has hurt me I forgive them, try to forgive me, please.

No, this isn't about Marcy. I just wanted to see if the feedback would get any higher from that.

Friday, February 15, 2002

Not Yet


I was amazed at all the feedback that I got about Marcy. She's not dead (yet). She's still out, and still in ICU. I spent Valentine's Day watching TV, mostly Family Guy episodes. Nothing special there.

Marcy's a die-hard John Lennon fan, and that's why I titled that day's entry that. I guess I thought it would make some strange psychic connection and let her know that I care. I hate that no one else seems to really care if she lives or dies. I should get back to sleep before the nurses catch me up. I'm not supposed to get out of bed for any reason. I almost shit the bed twice, they're so incompetent here.

Tuesday, February 12, 2002

Imagine There's No Suicides



When I was first told by Cedric that Marcy was here in the hospital, I was pissed. Why hadn't she come to see me? I actually told him to go screw her. Hey, that's what he does best, right? He told me that I didn't understand what was going on, and I made some shitty reply that I did, and that he'd better get out of my site. Half an hour later, Dennis came into see me carrying Jana. He dumped her on my bed, and without a word, turned and left. At first I couldn't think of what was wrong with him. Or anyone, for that matter. People were walking on egg shells around me, and I wanted to know why.

I found out. Marcy tried to kill herself today. She stabbed herself in the heart. Or at least in the chest. I'm not sure if she hit her heart or not. She's in ICU now, with tubes down her throat. Dave's since taken Jana home. I have the wonderful choice now of decided to take her off the LSS, or leave her on there. I've considered letting her die. Maybe that's the best thing to do in this situation? I don't know. I need to get some more sleep.

Sunday, February 10, 2002

Sucks Ass


I had a nice, big post here, but Blogger ate it. Doesn't that suck? Oh well, I'm too sick to re-write it now.