So I had this whole spiel to tell you about how horrible this day has been, and what a victim I am… Blah Blah blah… Truth is for me today the worst part was my coffee spilled in my car…
7 years ago today was and still is and will probably always be one of my most favorite days… I was surrounded by family and friends and they were all happy and celebrating love… How does it ever get better than that???
After complaining to my teacher about the copycat stuff I have been watching taking place, I told him it feels as though it invalidates everything we had… That it makes it not special, like it never mattered… He said “that is not truth”… He said “on this planet they have a saying; imitation is the highest form of flattery… So look at this from the positive side, it is not that he is trying to erase it, he thinks it was so special he is trying to recreate it, and say to yourself; How great am I???”
So out of respect, today I dressed in black to honor the dead, and I had Mexican food for dinner…
Off to bed now everybody enjoy your beers…