Too Many Goodbyes.

Why does this shit all happen at once?

Well, I know now that I'm getting laid off. This is officially my last week working there. What I'll do for money, I don't fucking know.

As if that wasn't enough of a reason to be depressed. I just found out about Cameron. I read in Erica's entry about a boy from our highschool who had died, but not until Celeste's most recent entry did I know that it was him. Honestly? After the day I had, I just started to cry after I read it.

And my brother had the nerve to say "Why are you even crying? It's not like you two were close?" And then proceed to ask me several, completely unimportant questions ("Oh, if Jess comes onto MSN, tell me eh? We're going to a party.")

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

I wanted to hurt him then. So badly. Who the fuck does he think he is? I wasn't even that close to him? What the fuck does he know about it anyway? HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW A FUCKING THING.

Yeah, we weren't that close. But I've known him since 7th grade. About six fucking years. He was a kind, and amazing person. He didn't deserve that. He truly didn't.

Rest in peace Cam... We'll miss you on this side.