I never write in this thing unless I’m going through some shit. If someone read this little diary of mine they’d think I was one depressing creature… but maybe I am. Sometimes I look back and I read through every little thing I thought was important. Each time I do, I get to the last time I wrote about the death of a friend. I read it and I remember how it tore me apart. I think this time I’m handling it better. No better isn’t the right word, different. I’m handling it different. Is there really a better way to handle death? Hell if I know. I’ve never been one who knew how to handle anything emotional.
One thing I know for sure is that I’ll miss Chloe, strange as that sounds. She was a wreck most of the time, but I think deep down somewhere she had a heart that maybe, even a little, cared for me. At least, I hope it did. If she didn’t care about me at all, I’m here wasting my mourning on someone who wouldn’t shed a tear for me.
But maybe that’s just selfish of me to think.
You know Jim, it’s really quite dangerous to be this close to someone.
Especially when you don’t know what they are capable of.
-laughs- Damn straight, can’t wait to find some ’80s dress for it. Hope Naveen doesn’t mind sequins.
Even if He’s not, he’s going to need to find a way to deal.
What do you say we skip class tomorrow and go Goodwill hunting?
We should go together, power in numbers and all that.
Oh hell yeah! I forgot you were a thrift shopping diva like myself.
You went alone? That’s so brave of you, Meeks. The rule of thrift store shopping is always have a buddy.
I know! but ever since poca left I’ve been lone wolfing out there.
And you know…write that Potions essay…whoops.
Screw potions, the whole dress sitch is stressing me out. I tried to go dress shopping last weekend and
Why did Gryffindor have to win? I look so much better in blue!
Because the world is just against you.
Did you miss me?
As much as any one person could. What’s up little one?!
Well that’s good - because you’re definitely someone I could see myself hangin’ out with. -says smiling and leans in close-
Not many people have the balls to make jokes like that -says winking- I can respect it and appreciate it.
-doesn’t back away as he leans closer- Oh I can assure you that I am sans balls, but thanks.