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august: 24: 1998
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I can't decide on a format for a page. I don't know why I am wasting so much time on it. I am probably not even going to replace my current page. I'm thinking I'll just have two. I guess web design takes my mind off life. My life is about to change. I can feel it coming. Goodbyes. Senior year. Waking up. Taking classes. What a silly way to spend my days. I'd really rather go to work than classes. Even if I had to get up early, working would be better than school. I like my work and I have a good time doing it.
On Wednesday, as I drive to Cedar Point with Ben and Graham, Becca will be driving to MSU. That will be it. Tuesday night will be the goodbye. I can't believe it. We just met her about a month ago. I have seen her basically everyday the last few weeks. But life changes, it's all good. I'll still go visit her from time to time and we'll talk to each other. I guess I am doing alright with everything changing, but I'm really just avoiding thinking about how real it is.
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