Next Week.

[artfulloser]

I can't wait for next week. Because next week I won't have to work at Taco Bell. Next week is the Lompoc Ren Faire. I won't have to think about the things that have been stressing me out every day I go to work.

Every day I'm there, all I can think about is that Alicia is gone. That I will never see her again. Never get to talk to her again. I have to deal with the thoughts and memories of her every time I work....

I don't want to work tonight, but I have to.. But next week, I'll get to think of other things. Happier things.

I haven't cried yet... well, I'm almost crying right now, but I haven't 'cried' cried. Its almost like I refuse to believe it. I've never had a 'friend' die. I don't even know how her closer friends feel. I can't even imagine how I'd feel if I lost a friend that was closer to me than an acquaintance. I don't know how I'd get through the days. I barely get through right now, after this.

But I do. I get through. I have to.

Besides, if I get too broody I always have my best friend to slap me back to reality. And believe me, I appreciate it.

Okay, I'm done being open and moody. Work time. Ciao~