Feeds:Mercredo
- Portraying: Mourice
- Conveying: Relief, anxiety, and exhileration all at once
- Now Playing: "All for You" - Sister Hazel
- The Saying: "Perfection at its best, right there." - Andy W., pd
- When Praying: Paul - his (ex)girlfriend was just using him, and he's taken up drinking; Amanda, because I love her; Sophie - because she's skipping school, and coudl use a health dose of God besides
- Betraying: Until a minute ago , when the stupid piece of MSN signed me out for no reason and wouldn't let me sign back in, it was Jody, Hannah, Paul, and Jaycee
A lot has happened since Saturday. I've been saying my goodbyes, in various ways. I went to one last concert, and said goodbye to (and finally learned the names of) TJ, Catwoman -her name, it seems, is Taylor. She doesn't look like a Taylor- and also bid farewell to others, such as Parker (this is, what? the third time I've said farewell to him?), Karly, Shawn, Babysitter (his name is Rudy, but I knew that before), Quincy, and that one tall blonde girl, among others. I hung out in the park with Sophie, Jen, and Kelly (yes, Kelly. Not that's he's a close friend, but he was there. So was Sophie's friend Danielle). I went down to the underground and made one final purchase. Today was my last day at both jobs, too, which I celebrated by -you guessed it- working extra hours at both. It's been along day. I got a shot, too, and those suckers scare the living tacos out of me. I biked around on Sunday, too.... almost like, "Goodbye, Sioux Falls."
I'm almost sad. I can't afford to miss any of this yet. Missing Amanda is bad enough.
Oh, yeah, and I wrote a poem. people who've seen it like it. I like it. It's about a battle that was never fought, a girl that never existed, and some other things that never happened.
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