Friday, 10:30 p.m.   Fireworks I can't stop thinking about you, darling, I wished I could have been with you for the fireworks to keep me warm instead of a lifeless blanket. There's that cliche man joke, "The difference between blankets and men is although they both can keep you warm, a blanket will always be there for you." But on the other hand, you can't talk to a blanket and get a blanket's opinion. You can't share a laugh and a glass of sparkling cider with a blanket. You can't kiss a blanket's neck and blow on its stomach. Stupid blankets. He's my best friend. I could tell him anything. If he asked me a question I could never lie to him. I'm in love with him. We were instant friends. Although sometimes I'm annoyed that we were instant friends only because he thought I had a pretty photo on an msn display picture, most of the time I'm flattered. yay! <3 I'm pretending you're not gone, my dear. I'm pretending that you're sleeping, like sleeping beauty, and you'll wake up in a year and be my prince almost charming. You aren't always chivalrous and your armor's more dull than shining, and your radiant white horse is really just a grey little pony, but can you imagine how annoying it would be if a man insisted on opening every last door for you and wouldn't let you get a little dirty in the mud puddles, his armor was so shiny it blinded you so you could never look at his face, and then his radiant white horse would be so radiant and white that it would probably get more attention than you trying to be kept so radiant and white. So I like you just the way you are. Don't change on me, sweetie, not unless I give you permission because I'm bossy and you're passive and I'll put you on an island but I'll come with you okay? and then we can have our happily ever after ending and no one can tell us any different. Because there will be no money to argue over and the only thing to worry about will be do we have enough sunscreen and exotic fruits? I only ever really talk about two people on this thing, eh? Scott and Sara. you know at school, my passwords to my useraccount were "Sara" and "Scott" when "Sara" expired. Because they only let us go about 3 months before they made us change our passwords. I guess that's how it is. Best friends. And you know what else I was thinking about when we were watching the fireworks on my front lawn? YOU! haha! Wednesday, the other side to the frosted mini wheats cereal. I'm the sugar coated side and you're the straight forward wheat side. Frankly, the straight-forward side is better than the yummy but not as good for you side. Remember when I went to the fireworks with you that summer? You and your family, and we wandered all over the place and the fireworks were so much bigger up close and I kept thinking they were going to fall on me. I miss that. Was it 8th grade? I thought about that, and we had take-out chinese food for dinner. And we walked on the sidewalks in the lamplight and talked about who knows what now, but at the time it was so engrossing. And I don't look back on that time and think, "God we were so immature," I think "Those were some good times." And today, in chat, I remembered how much fun we used to have in teen2 and teen3 and occasionally even teen, before it changed and went stupid, back when you were Wednesday and I was Shampoo; I had a secret crush on an internet identity, Locke, he was so smart and could be sweet sometimes, I didn't care that he was 3 years and 350 or so days older than me... And then it all went wrong, haha, I remember being so jealous of you that you got to meet him. And my private birthday party. Our black eyes. Going to rollerblade with Joe. "sproing." "I thought it was a paintbrush!" and "They killed the old lady?!" oh man. And those hott male strippers in vegas on TV for New Years. I miss all that. I'll miss you so much. I already do. You're the funnest to shop with. You're the funnest to go to football games with. You're the funnest to sleep over with and talk with and terrorize chat networks with... Aww, my yin, I love you! I don't know if you ever read this but you're my hero, Sara. Don't forget me please. ----------------- 11:10 p.m. duuuude. I just won solitaire in 107 seconds. I got 6,510 bonus points and 7,140 points altogether. w00t! It's a new personal record! Oh yeah, Dan came over today, I stole 4 of his cds, thanks Dan, you're the man. And dude, I'm gonna miss you. Thanks for thinking of me. = *tear* thanks everyone. I love you all... :3 Really.