I was reading back in my blog ’cause I’d noticed a comment I hadn’t seen… It was on the post about my friend Arielle’s funeral. Reading it, I felt a little bad because it seems more people than just Arielle’s mother Karen had misunderstood some of the things I had said.

I can understand that… I tried to be as clear as possible with what I had said about her funeral, but… It’s a little hard to concentrate on that through tears. Even now, I have her picture on my desk where I can see it clearly and I’m sure I’m not the only one who still tears up at her memory.

Anyway, it’s nearly Arielle’s birthday and the one year anniversary of Arielle’s death on my birthday. I really wish there was a grave site or something I could visit, but as far as I know there is not. So I’ll do what I can to honor her memory. Which means art.

Again, the closer it gets to May the more I think about her… I don’t know if it will always be that way, but that’s how it is now. Not getting in touch with her when I had the chance  is one of the biggest regrets in my life.

Please… If you’ve got something to say to someone, if you haven’t told your loved ones – family, friends, etc. – how much you love them and what they mean to you, do it today. You may not get another chance to do so. I certainly missed my chance and I regret it every day.

I don’t really have anything new to say. But a friend of mine send me this link. =D

“I’m the Hellen Keller of sex… Wait no, that’s a bad example.”

So, I lost my main WoW character. My main is now a lvl 20 Blood Elf Hunter named Ipanties. I started my own guild too, called Questicles. We have cookies! =D

Actually, my guild recruitment says that… That we have cookies. And a second after I posted it in General Chat, someone sent me a private little message (called a whisper, or pst for those who don’t know) that called me a nerd. What? I got called a nerd on World of Warcraft. xD Basically they said I was an immature nerd because of the “we have cookies” bit. I said no, that makes me silly, not a nerd. Their response was of course, “No, that’s nerdy.” So I told them that if having fun meant being a nerd, then I can live with that because I’d rather have fun than be a stuck up prissy bitch.

I don’t know what their response was, I had to log off ’cause my mom came home. >_<

Anyway, here’s something a little amusing that my friend Angel linked me to last night. It’s sad… But so right in so many ways. xD