yes. i know this is my second entry today. make that second entry in the past few hours. call me a loser, think of me what u want. i dont care. i needed to write this.

i find it strange that this past weeks has been so crazy. two days ago was exactly one year since we lost my grandpa. today, the motorcycle incident. (refer to the previous entry if ur confused) the random lady in taco bell preaching the word of the lord to us. it feels like there some deeper meaning to everything and, quite frankly, its beginning to bother me.

by the way, the kid on the motorcycle... his aunt and uncle stopped by sometime after i wrote the last entry. his name is matt and hes 22, both of his legs are broken real bad and he was in surgery for a while to get pins and stuff put in them. he's gonna be ok, he doesnt remember how he crashed, but he told his aunt to tell the lady who held his hand, (my mom) that shes his guardian angel. he plans on coming to see us soon.