All you need is love.
Wow, didn't realize it was August. Part of me cannot wait to start this new year that will surely be different. The other part realizes that's nonsense and that the summer should never end.
We busted out the record player tonight. I think it's gonna go in my room...hope so. The only good vinyls Mabel has are some selected Beatles albums, and I m,ean, don't get me wrong we all know they're the greatest but I can't wait to get Zep & Jimi & Pink Floyd & Bowie & The Who...etc, etc. I'm sure my parents think I'm on drugs. Mabel walks downstairs only to find me dancing around with incense in me skivvies as the record's turnin and I'm reading the bottle of alcohol they found in the back of the cabinet. Oh what fun.
After reading Emma's lj and writing in my real journal which I now do quite often, I decided to look back at the last entry closest to this day last year. August 8th...I was trying to find closure with Billy. Boy did I learn lessons with that. Ok so this time last year I'm writing him a love letter...now he's asking me to "dinner and a movie". Lost your chance pal. Fears of starting High School were creeping up, I talked about the awesome group of girls I met at f/h camp (last year)...now I'm wallowing in the many memories we've made...last week alone. Most importantly August 8th the list was made. Perhaps what changed my life and started the sprout of the person I am today. It's funny how much a person can change in one year, and then how much a person can be in the same place. Make sense? Maybe only in my head like most things.