18.5 Days left of school. April 29, 2008
Yippee!!
Prom is this weekend and it’s just gonna be great. I know it! Maybe. I’m doing my best, though. I just hope that others do theirs. That’d be good.
My contribution will be fabu. Let’s put it that way.
It’s just the whole Ashley-Wade awkwardness… I’m not jealous, really. No matter what folks say. I just… I love him to death, he’s my best bud, and I don’t want him to make a stupid choice he’ll regret… that’s all it is. Why can’t he just stay away from this aspect of a relationship with her? God has a plan. He always does. Does my heart always have to break in the process, though?
Then the Lizzie thing. Pot? C’mon, hun. You had a bright future ahead of you… you had goals and dreams and plans and a bunch of friends who love you and believed in you and your ability to accomplish those… now what? You’re pushing your friends away and we still love you, but for our own safety can’t be around you. You’re letting all that talent with photography slip down the drain… and for what? The next high? I realize your parents are both screwy and into themselves right now, but all the more reason you gotta be strong. You know better than I “Life is like photography, you have to have negatives to develop.” You have two little siblings who look up to you, and now… not only do they have to watch their parents go through all that turmoil, they have to watch you, too? You have a brain, a good one. Use it.
