May 15, 2007 20:04
And maybe since day one, I've known that I'd always miss you the most.
That may kill me one day.
I really hate having bad days at school. Because, when I get home, I always feel like I lost a day. I'll never get that day back, and these last days of high school seem to be important [although I think school is a complete waste of time]. I am a kid at heart, and I wonder what college will do to that. I don't want that inner-kid to die, in a matter of words.
I wonder who I'll be without this same view out of this same window to look at every night, without the ability to drive where I want when I want, without working my nights at Handels, without my dog, without my springs at home in this neighborhood and in this town. Craziness.