a long long time ago, i can still remember how that music used to make me smile...and i knew if i had my chance, i could make those people dance and maybe- they'd be happy, for awhile... don mclean is my hero, damnit. i'm kinda...odd...i'm moving in a couple days. a couple a couple. by. my. self. it'll be good to have kevin and frank nearby...but still, it'll be by myself! ok, in all honesty, [i'm scared]. i'll get over it. right? sure. i was thinking of another screenplay i would like to write, since i finished the others i worked on this summer...i think i'll rewrite the one about the diaries and the madness that circles them, you know? i saw christina black, we had a good time going over old things, it was fun- i make fun of her for hating me. she's like, shut up. until this week, i never thought that bad swing dancing could be sexy, that white-blonde hair is amazing or that serious discussions over what mario games to buy are a necessity. until this week, i didn't believe in truly needing someone- not as a person, a physical comfort, but a mental must-have. i'd never noticed so many things. [that's sad, cause i notice everything!] this week, i missed people, and i missed books, and i missed time- i missed getting to school that extra 14 minutes early, so i could rush over to ms. bytheway's class, and see if i 'made the board'- i always did. haha. yes. until this week, i thought i was going to sadly wait around for certain people to get their act together and catch up with me in the future- now, i don't have time for that. i don't want to. i don't want them. you know, i've never really been one to get all deep and whatnot when i get on here- [tons of fun] i believe the children are our future. truly, it is a [sassy] day.