Pisses me off

I'm stuck as a cripple and my sister and mom are LAUGHING AT ME. I kid you not, even my mom is laughing at me. It's frustrating, because I'm already feeling like crap and yet I still get laughed at because I can't get up. ARGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

hello out there :P

Sick of being sick. Very, very sick of being sick. And a cripple, I really just want to be done with all of the crap with my knee and my immune system. That and I am exhuasted. Completely and totally and it sucks. Plus, I think I'm babbling. I'm also wondering where you are and what not, but whatever. Check the blog :P

Wow.

I just learned that a teenage girl was killed in the shooting. Talk about a reality check.... It's very weird to think about how life is still going on, and yet there's yet another event framed in our mind for tradgedy that will never move forward. It's very weird to think about....

There was another shooting

Four words, not much effect.
I had heard about the first one,
One in Arvada. Two dead.
One critically injured.
And all I thought was,
How sad. But this one,
This one hit close to home.
I could have been there,
At that church. New Life.
I could have been shot.
It's terrifying to think about,
But there's a morbid curiosity.
What would it be like?
Would I be huddling, cowering
In a closet, praying
I wouldn't be found,
Or would I be caught off guard
And get shot, or would I
Even possibly play the hero,
Trying to take the shots,
Or get the gun away from the shooter.

Why would anyone do this?
To visit a place that has
Done nothing but good, and
Try to kill children, mothers,
Fathers, brothers, sisters.
What would prompt someone
To kill other people,
People who mean something
To another, who are valuable
In someone else's lives.
What would drive anyone
To put a burden of someone's
Life on their soul, to
Take away such a precious thing
From someone who will never
Be able to get it back.