The Best Days of Our Lives
I've just discovered something: I really should get a camera. My remaining days with Phizzle and Wizzle and all my other senior buddies is dwindling. There is but 3 months left. So I sould start having a video camera around. I could get use of my video editing euipment. could also send a copy of the finished product with whoever wants it on whatever path they take. Or this could just be Billy at his ever popular lameness. Oh well, I'm still gonna do it, whether or not I'd have takers on copies of the vid. Because, it's like they say, these are the best days of our lives. And what better way to remember them than through a video camera. At least the camera doesn't lie. And alas, the countdown for the final hurrah of the _ills: 117 days until the first of the week, 125 days until the final moment. That's it ladies and gentlemen; on July 2nd 2005, we take our final bows and curtain calls, for we will never again be the same. The rest of our days will be filled with makeshift attempts and rekindling a past that is best laid to rest. Now, don't take me the wrong way, I do not intend to end our friendships, but perhaps, after that day, when Phil and Will move on their ways, it will be for the best to grow up and out of our wild youthful selves. Though premature, I now bid my farewell to our youthful life and welcome with open arms greater things to come. 125 days gentlemen, let's use them wisely.