Apr 13, 2005 18:29
Every time I get an e-mail I have this gut hope that it'll be from Vix. Maybe I should just call her, but I'm too scared she'll be truthful and say she wants to forget everything and carry on. I guess a part of me does too - it'd made life easier if I were to let it go. It's just the thought that I could see her in two days, and I won't.
Other than that, everything's cool. Too cool for school, you might say. I stacked it so much today... my wrists are both sprained. I feel like a cripple.
Keep safe.