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And I'd, give it all away,
just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away,
to have someone to come home to.
I know I haven't updated in forever, bad me, don't worry I feel horrible about it. So much has gone on in the last little bit, I'll try to remember it all. I got accepted to York, that's gettign written in first because otherwise Mom will freak. This is supposed to be my most important news. I still have to go for my interview with my admissions counciller, and I promised Mom I would not pull a Greg and forget when the deadline was, and not get accepted. Mom would cry if I did that. She's so excited for me. Frankly, she's excited enough for both of us. All this other stuff going on has sort of eaten away at my excitement.
I've got to say, Lindsay, I'm really really sorry about all this bad business cocerning prom. Seriously, I feel for you, because if it wasn't you, I know sure as hell it would be me. I doubt that's any consolation to you, but at least you know you have someone backing you in this. At least it's almost over, and dinner isn't that long a time to spend with people anyway. Besides, at the end of the day you look like the bigger person because these people are all too childish and immature. I hope that other people see it, and it's not just us, and I hope that later they will look back and see how childish all this was, and feel shame. I shake my head in shame at them, I'm sure you do to