Listening to: Damien Rice- Older Chests
Feeling: alright
I'm doing well. Prom is in two days, and I'm still struggling to believe that. I'm also struggling to believe the fact that I've found someone who can so subtly challenge me and at the same time, have my undivided attention. She knows what she does me, and I let her. I don't know how things will be with "us" but right now, I don't really care. Because I care about her. She fantastic, and I can only hope she knows that I feel the same way about her as I she does about me. We've got time, which is good... I've needed alot of it lately. These next two days should be some of the most memorable of my days as a high school student. It's the prom that we've been planning, and the prom that we're never going to get the privelage to plan again. It's been fun, but now, it's almost gone. That might be a rather dark thought, but it's true. I love the fact that it's almost here... there's so much that I'm excited for these next couple of days. It's all starting to become a reality, especially like today, when I tried on my tux (which (if I may say so myself) looks quite debbonair). I'm getting to bed to try and gather up as much sleep as possible. I'll write, no worries. Goodnight kids.
~Kris