dear live journal
I can't help but think about the future, as in next fall. God gives me tthe ranch and wonderful friends who i have grown extremely close too. It just now hits me that out of those, 6 will be leaving me. They'll no longer be the 30 minutes down the country roads that i love to drive down at 6 in the morning or at midnight cringing the steering wheel in high concern of the possibility of a deer jumping out in the road (which has happened before, 6 doe, it was a girls night out apparently). I don't know how i'm going to cope with this. It's like losing 6 best friends all in one month, August. I dread that month... These friends have been nothing but entirely wonderful to me. Yes, we've had our share of gossip that runs us into trouble, but i chose to look past that becuase it's not worth remembering. I guess what i fear here is having facebook relationships. Every weekend this year i have something to look forward to: our friday night dance parties in the Bronc Buster girls cabin or me and Traceface staying up in the same bed whispering and waiting for Erin to blurb something out in jibberish (she tends to talk in her sleep). Erin is amazing. She got into Virginia Intermont College. 8 hours away? Yeah. If Tracey gets into Virginia Tech i dont know what to think. I hope she sticks with ODU but that's just the selfish friend in me talking. She can do so much at VTECH. Bye bye Ian.
i'll finish this tommororw
i'll finish this tommororw