okay so, Joe and I fought, he apologized and I haven't talked to him since. I realy hope this isn't the end of our friendship. that kid is the best. He's been through a lot and i would like to congrads myself on helping him through some things. So, if we never talk again, i will be sad-like. Lisa and I think Shea are coming to pick me up for lunch tomorrow/ YAYYYYYYY!! excitement we get pizza. Just like good ol' times. Times when I wasn't afraid to be late for class, because i had my best friends with me always. I can't wait until next year. That is... if there IS a next year... I shan't speak of my plans until i become desperate. yes, desperate. which i have become of late because i'm clingy to mike. ew cling. i feel like lint. I really do. it's kind of hard to avoid though, i mean. LINT. no, besides that. I've talked to him A LOT this weekend. and I MEAN A LOT. So it kind of feels that I'm living wiht him alredy, he's just on this work trip, where he's not home for a bit. So, i become the stuffy, cleany housewife and recieve little emails from him, and imagining the gifts he'd bring back from hawaii. you know, when i tink about it, if i were to move out, i'd have a lot of things to bring with me. and a lot to leave behind. i just hope i make it until then. i'm glad i've stopped complaining a lot.