Saturday, 2:37 p.m.   Live Now If a comet was to crash into earth tomorrow and there was nothing anyone could to to stop it and we were all going to die... What would you do? I would hope that I didn't spend the last day of my short life regretting all the things I should have done but didn't. Instead, I would say all my I-love-you's and get in my car and fill up the tank and drive really fast until it was gone, and then I would try to make sure I didn't die a virgin. I'll only live once... There are people who since I've seen last, I've missed more and more with each passing day. And then there are people who since I've seen last I've missed less and less with each passing day. I wonder how many people who touched my life as a child I'll remember as an adult. I wonder which friends I'll still remember and which friends I'll forget as soon as I'm out of high school. I wonder which of my friends will remember me and which ones will forget me as soon as we're out of school. If I died tomorrow, I'd be sad that I didn't have the net right then to tell everyone what dying was like. I feel blah and stunning random and deliberate tired and awake bored and excited confused and understanding.