Saturday, 12:45 p.m.   We Are The Song Played At Every High School Dance This is Resa. See Resa type. Type, Resa, type! I am So Lucky. I think I have a talent. It's photography. And though I am not the best, I am still confident in my stuff. I love photography more than anything else. I was heartbroken to leave my 35mm manual camera behind. I also got the pants flattered offa me, talking to Bryce who talked about how awesome I am. Yay Bryce who is good at flattery! The day will come Sooner than we might think You in a skirt I in brown corduroys We'll be the talk of the city Everyone will go envy colored And we will be hand in hand Let's dance on the sidewalk And don't let the music stop I'm not done with this yet. Tribute to Dan E. boy. I'll come back for you Our love will never wear thin It might end someday But we had it so good I hope I never regret this It's magic in a magicless reality We are so perfect You are so beautiful Your blue eyes make my days better We are not over We are just began. Tribute to Scott because we are more than that. One day I'll know who I am really What I'm trying to be And then I will have found my purpose And I will change it all. I want to make a difference. Just a tiny one. Have I made your difference?