"Friends"... what does that word mean? I don't care what the dictionary says, I have lived it; it would take a whole dictionary to define it. What I want to understand is, how can my time with my friends be the most wonderful and the most miserable times of my life AT THE SAME TIME?? Perhaps I secretly know the answer?
*Goes through the motions* Work was tiring yesterday, school was tedious. I have a ton of homework over the next week or so. Therefore, I will be high on peaches and chocolate milk all week.
*Breaks out into emotional fit* I MISS MELLOW! Tim's hampster is gone, and I miss they little thing. It's not fair. We gave it the slightest chance to get away and it took it. I want shim to come back!
I have been in a weird mood all this past week, and it doesn't seem to be letting up. Things I want but can't have and the realization of things I don't want but desperately need have been driving me crazy. Why can't life be just a *little* simpler?
I don't know... I have nothing else to say.
"What if I stumble? What if I fall? What if I lose my step and I make fools of us all?"
I can't guarentee I'll say them forever
But please don't drown in a puddle of sorrow
I say them today, and though comes whatever
I guarentee I'll still say them tomorrow
