day 3: she still hasn't come home.
i just sit on the porch and wait. we just sat there all day and waited! its like shes not gone, & we're just waiting for her to come home. why havent we accepted it yet? thats all we do in life is wait, though; we wait to get older so we can get more exciting privelages, we wait for the right guy or girl to sweep us off our feet(or asses), we wait to see what we turn into and what everyone else we know ends up doing, we wait for the responsibilities that are just gunna fall into our laps, and we wait to see what happens to ourselves and the ones that mean the most to us. this unfortunate accident happened for a reason and now we have to wait and see what that reason was. all i can say is im willing to wait, im just not gunna be the most patient or nicest person about it. i really miss her, though, and i just wish roxanne would just come home already... her kitty, juan, hes waiting for her too. her mom is actually talking now, and isnt so out of it. and angie loves that we've all been there. she's so clingy, but i love it, cuz its just like old times. we're all together again. maybe thats what it is were waiting for. maybe this happened to bring all of our snobby dumb bitch asses back together. cuz look: theres angie, star, britlan, elizabeth, martine, jean, tim, chris,savannah, n amanda. we ALL used to hang out ALL the time, n now, all thats left is brit n angie at the condos... i moved, star comes to my house, tina moved, elizabeth goes over to her house, chris goes all over, tims the same(distant) and jeans in and out of jail n rehab like always- just farther away from us, n savannah has her own friends n stuff... i dunno. im tired. think what you want of this entry, but fuck you if you even think about disrespecting a dead person. night.