I'm free and I'm sad
Well, it's over. All that's left is graduation practice and graduation itself. I can't believe it. But I've worked for this the last 6 years and in a way I'm glad it's done and in a way it's sad. Note for Monica if she reads this: ran into your aunt today in Walmart, said hello and she told me she was going to your graduation, told her to tell you I said hi. God, I've been thinking of you a good deal girl. I'm sorry that communication between us hasn't been the best, but blame and regret won't get anyone anywhere. I love you girl and I wish you the best in all that you do. I've been doing a bit of thinking lately, of Monica and others whom I've been friends with over the years and rarely (if ever) talk to anymore. Melissa (whom I keep running into nowadays), Erin, and Heather G. (we don't have much to say to each other anymore), just to name a few of the ones I'm thinking of right now. I miss talking to them, miss seeing them, but most of all I miss the time in which I was close with them: my childhood. I know I still act silly and childish, but I've grown up considerably as well. College is now only a hop away, everyone seems to be going to a different college, some even a different state (Tish!), but hopefully we'll keep in touch, see each other at our 10 year reunion and laugh, reminisce(?), and see that we've all not really changed at all. That's my dream, reality: to harsh and gloomy to even imagine. I'm sorry if this is depressing anyone reading this. Part of the problem is that I'm in the process of watching that blasted prom dvd and it's depressing me. And whoever it was that said I wasn't on there wasn't paying much attention. During the king and queen announcements when the camera swings to the right I'm over there in the pink dress leaning against the wall and the black guy (Otis). It's a bit blurred so that might account for not noticing me. But anyway, I need to wrap this up before I start crying. Talk to ya all later!!