september: 29: 1998    :    tuesday
 

I will be in an airplane today. Flying from Detroit to Minneapolis. I learned this from ben, so if I die this is my will. I leave..

  • my blue sweatshirt to brenna
  • my teddy bear to alison
  • my crayons and crayola sketchbook to emily
  • my last year of poetry to brenna
  • my daily words to becca
  • my webpage as a whole to emily
  • my rings to alison
  • my nintendo 64 with mario kart to ben
  • anything claire finds in my room to her
  • my tv to my brother
  • bigbangdesign.com & ideas to charles
  • the 'bteam' to jim
  • a big hug and my drums to eva
  • my 1400 to graham, along with my pool table
if i really thought i would die, this would be completely different.

on monday, just before 10:30 pm, emily made me really smile and i needed that. thank you. i'll be back wednesday night.

so you try to pretend you couldn't care if they were there or not but your eyes have meet already. you've been given away, but you still turn your back as if you didn't just walk the four blocks out of your way just because there was a chance you might see them there. of course, if you have any guts left, you don't leave without talking to them about something, anything. any conversation will do. you calmly walk off as if you couldn't care when the next time you'll see them is.

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