so i looked (i think i chose to) at old pictures of jird and sinag, friends that i terribly terribly miss (thanks to my good friend katt's multiply - she has this album with different photos from different times, naks, different times). i remember hating school so much during my senior year; wished i were working, hoped that that day where i'd wear the sablay would come, and come fast.
i guess it did. it came fast. now i miss everything; i actually feel that school has become an excuse for spending time with my friends. ok stop already, you hate melodrama remember. and you usually don't use the second person whatever when writing. save me, erm, aimee mann, i guess.
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