||a little bit desolate.|
||I know you won\'t ever admit that you fell for him, He never loved you back. Isn\'t it wonderful? So predictable? I told you so...|
Why is it that people who don't normally irritate me, are? I tell ya, a few people DEFINITELY have gotten on my nerves this week. I can't wait to graduate from highschool. I want to leave these people... I don't want to be with most, even all, of them. I want to be handed that chance of making new friends in another place. I want to go far away, not come back... that would make me happy. There's nothing here in Fremont for me... not like there used to be. For the most part, I've figured out who I want to stay in contact with and who I will stay in contact with. I've learned who my real friends are and who I can never be friends with. I'm sure not that many people will miss me, they say so, but it all changes.
29 days and counting. *sigh*
[Chicago here I come.]