Alex leaves tomorrow morning, and this brings me great sorrow. Alex has been one of my best friends for four years, and we've always been super-close, even when we wanted to rip out each other's throats. Granted, we almost never agree and I've always antagonized her, but really, we love each other. I just don't know what I'll do now that I won't have her around. I really, really want to hug her right now and say goodbye, but I'm an utter brat and I passed up the chance to do that properly. Sigh. I was really enjoying our friendship too; I think it was reaching optimum happiness levels. Like, we were finally at a place where our silly disagreements really didn't bother us anymore and we could read each other's minds with almost perfect accuracy.
I miss you, Alex.
Grandma took me out today and I bought some outfits for my up-coming dates. Yesterday, Allan took me to see The Excorcist, which was a ton of fun and had enough disturbing images to fuel a year's worth of angsty short-story horror fics. I talk with Philip pretty regular now, but he got really offended about me pick on Mark, so I don't know if we're still cool. In anycase, we're double dating with Mark and Sasha on Thursday, which is going to be reeealllly awkward for me because I've managed to alienate Sasha, Mark and Philip all with one comment. Geez...at least the clothes I got are cute.
I'm going out with Andrew on Saturday, and I'm doing separate things with Esa and Daniel on Friday... I have the sinking feeling I'm going to be seeing that "Hero" samurai movie three times.
And shoot, my mom's calling me. Cheerio.
I'm going out with Andrew on Saturday, and I'm doing separate things with Esa and Daniel on Friday... I have the sinking feeling I'm going to be seeing that "Hero" samurai movie three times.
And shoot, my mom's calling me. Cheerio.