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May 25, 2005
Today Ralph made a chat. Figures. I ended up inviting Scott, Gabe's friend, to the chat. Jon made fun of him. It was pretty funny. I asked him how Gabe is. He hasn't talked to Gabe in a long time and doesn't really know but he says he went to a stress center or something. I'm worried about him because he never called me back. Syd IMed me later and asked me if I'd heard anything from him, which I hadn't, but I told her I talked to his friend and told her what Scott said. I need to try to call him again soon. I hate to leave a bunch of messages or do anything annoying, but he worries me. He hasn't called me or Syd back. When my mom came home she told me my grandparents had taken the cat to the vet to be killed. They call it putting to sleep. I call it murder. Yes she was old and sick, but I think she could have lived longer. Obviously no one thought about me when they did this. Like maybe I'd like to see her, being that the last time I saw her was back on Sunday. I mean, I went to the trouble of giving her pills to make her better. Giving a cat a pill is no easy task. And then they went and did that. She was the sweetest cat I've ever seen, which was why her name was Sweetie. I named her. Yeah I was a kid when I named her. I just think the least they could have done was let me see her. They could have waited a day to do that. Just another crappy thing to happen in my crappy life where nothing but bad crap happens.
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