"She really loves you, you know that? You're one of her favourites." "Yeah, I know." Oh, if only I had time and money and infinite coffee, and I would stay up and write a massive entry about what has happened for the last couple of months. I think I will do so on Friday night, it will be a nice way to sum up our last term at Avila. Put it this way. Two of my friends stopped eating, one ran away from home, one attempted suicide, one broke up with her boyfriend of 9 months, one nearly dropped out of school causing me to have a breakdown and MISS STUDIO, and I finally turned 18. Alcohol ahoy. My Design Tech and Studio were due on top of all this shit. And this is all in the space of about 3 weeks. I mean, it's crap and all, but at least it made my last few weeks at school eventful. There are only 12 days of year 12. I miss art. I miss sleep. I miss inspiration. I miss being happy. [It was only two days ago that I was infinitely happy. Oh, how things can change like that.] Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers And we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we wanted to be Make love, not war; love, peace, rock 'n' roll Ummm Grad Show was the best freaking night of my life, I had the best time ever ever ever, I didn't want to end, I needed more coffee though. Elaboration? Well, it will come later. I wish it was my birthday again. I love feeling loved! It's the best feeling on Earth, although right now I'm feeling a little down. Maybe I'll write her an email. Or sleep; whatever. _♥