november: 22: 1998    :    sunday
 

I still feel sort of sick.. but it's getting better. What time is it? My body schedule is all weird, but I had fun in the end between yesterday and today.

Claire, Emily, and Ben L rock my world. Truth. Graham, Ben, Matt, and Jim, too.

It was good to talk to Eva again. It had been a while, but not too long. Things will change somehow. I'll still be there for you when I can.

"I dumped my contacts out in the parking lot"

yeah, I still want to go to you with my problems. It's hard not to. But you are so awesome to talk to. I love talking to you. As we both know, I could do it forever. But I still try my hardest not to everytime I could.

Truth: I don't know why I'm holding back.

It's sort of weird for me, because I have all this writing from like almost exactly one year ago.. maybe a week later. Things are different, but not everything. I don't know what's going on with me anymore.

I would buy you food, too. And a drink! If I knew you wanted some. I didn't mean to act like I didn't want to talk to you. We'll do fun senior things again soon.

I could fall again, because of everything I have as memories. I knew how to act towards you. I'm lost now. But there was the end.. I keep reminding myself. And I blew it.. no more chances for me, for at least some time.

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