Okay, I swear, this whole weekend sucked! Friday was just so much fun as I had mentioned before. Saturday the cel phone went missing, ended up most likely being stolen. Had to de-activate it immediately and then replace it. Then came Sunday. It was going along just fine until I came home from work. I was getting out of my uniform when the phone rang. It was my guyfriend with bad news. His girlfriend from back in high school had killed herself. BTW, he is 43 so she was about a year or 2 younger than him. Anyway, I had met her back in 2001 for Christmas, that was the last time he saw her as well. She had been depressed for pretty much all of her life. In and out of different programs for mental help. I just feel so bummed, so sad for her that she chose to do this. *sigh*
*walks along the beach, staring up at the moon and feeling the cool breeze waft by.*