It's 2:45 in the morning...

Mon, 18 Jul 2005 08:56:55 GMT

2:52, actually.

I did alot of weird thinking when I was at writer's camp. I actually cried because Elliott is dead. It's kind of weird. I just found out in September and I remember then it being so surreal. I also remember the first time I head Elliott...June 19, 2004. Say Yes. It came on my Launchcast radio and I was absolutely in love with the sound of that man's voice and obsessively listened to him. But I didn't know he was dead until September, the September long weekend. I read it in Entertainment Weekly, "The late Elliott Smith". I was at school. I started to cry, I ran out of the library to phone my mom. When I came home, my dad and brother asked what was wrong. But after that I didn't cry because I was still in shock, it didn't really feel like he was dead. Then at writer's camp, I was crying and it was because Elliott's dead. Weird weird weird weird.

Breanne

It's 2:45 in the morning...