Friday, February 29, 2008
{ 8:53 AM }
Everything's died down, no more drama practices, no more vocals, no more birthday parties, no more poker, no more alcohol, no more everything.
Everyone's cooped up in their rooms, focus, focus, focus. Assessed work due, writing credit due, exams in less than two months, convocation in less than four.
Looking through all my pictures, I know I will miss all of you. When all this ends, when real, tangible reality sets in, adulthood they call it, I will miss all of you. I absorb myself so much to the extent that I get scared. What if we lose touch, what if I hate adulthood, what if what if what if.
Tell me you will all still be here.