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Not really any better, i sorta talked to my dad when we went out for dinner at the diner down the street. He wasnt very reassuring, he just told me how when he moved and then went back to visit it was weird because everyone had moved on and everyone had changed. I came home and started crying and my first instinct was to run up to my room. I ran up and nothing was there. i totally fell apart, a sniffling mess on the floor. Carol came by and gave me a letter, i thought Id save it for moments of complete depression, and that seemed like an appropriate time to read it. I cheered me up a bit. good times. As dion said "dont cry because it ended, smile because it happened" although when he said that it totally pissed me off that he wasnt upset at all. Whatever, i've moved past that and am now in the stage when i desperately wish Ariadne was here, but she doesnt get back from Pratt until a week after i leave. I know for a fact that she would care, and although I feel terrible about leaving her to face PHS alone it helps to know that she really honestly cares. If i could talk to her right now we would both be sobbing over the phone. And now Sherry is gonna be here any minute, i really just dont want to see her... not right now at least. shiit i still havent returned julie's dresses... gotta take care of that.

Note to self: no more listening to sappy emo songs when you're depressed. Although This Ride is totally my new favorite song. Im such a dork haha

god i desperately want to go back to monday night... best night ever. allllll gone.