I remember a time when I would update the journal near every day! And It was just filled to the brim with all the stupidity you could ever want from a sixteen year-old girl who didn't have the slightest care or thought in the world. A time when I believed that all anyone really needed was to laugh and love and in the end everything works out. You know before everything decidedly became worse for wear in my life. Not that I have much to complain about. I am still much better off than some people, but I still can feel like a good chunk of hope has been chipped away from my heart with everything that has been happening in my life. It started with all the minimal and rather retarded fights me and my friends got to in my sophmore year and my own self-asserted depression. Then escaladed in to the less than a-typical problems that tend to batter our lives with they're constant search for blood and tears.
I'm not about to repeat my life's past difficulties but rather fill in those who read this on what's been going on as of lately. First the trail concerning my murdered nephew is over. His murderer commited suicide the day before the verdict was to be given. He hung himself in his parents basement by an electrical cord and was found by his wife and brother. To me this has an almost bittersweetness to it. He's dead, no appeals, no nothing, just a life for a life. Yet Korbin never had the justice he deserved by having it on record that Steve was guilty for killing him.
At least his treacherous wife, who went against her own SISTER, my sister-in-law, in court was the one to find the sack of dirt, cold and lifeless.
This is the main thing that occupided my summer. That and plently of trips to my friend's house.
So after that life resembled some normalicy I even started to talk to some friends I stopped speaking to. Only to remember why I stopped talking to him in the first place. Sometime people are really just in for friendships and other relationships for one thing. What that thing is, sex, compainionship, their stuff you were trying to find a box to send them, always remains to be different.

But whatever. We had a greatnight last friday celebrating the fifth annual Smokin' Joe's halloween party! It was good time for all.