the way we were
Well I read the old note books today, at least the one from senior year that is. It's amazing how in the moment I get when i read those entries. It's like i'm that 17 year old again, infatuated with a boy i could never have. In away i feel sorry for the girl i used to be, because she never got what she wanted. Not that i'm complaining, because i don't see how great things would be had they actually worked out.
In other news my sister will be here in a little over a week. That's a good thing right? Hopefully I don't screw things up. Oiy!
In other news my sister will be here in a little over a week. That's a good thing right? Hopefully I don't screw things up. Oiy!