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Gimme a minute to compose my thoughts. The time is 4:29P.M. on August 23rd, 2009. Alright, alot of s**t has happened since my last entry, some good, some bad, some that seems bad but will be good in the long run, and some that probably doesn't mean anything at all. First, I started school a few weeks ago, I'm pretty sure I haven't mentioned that. Anyway, turns out a I failed last year (I only found this out after I started school because they mail us that last report card, and the school still hadn't changed my address) by half a credit, half an elective credit! Any way, my mom got pissed, as was her right, and said I couldn't go to the library all willy-nilly any more, and I was off alot then. Now, I have this internet course thing so I will graduate a Senior at the end of this school year. Yay! Apocaliptica (Possible misspelling there) is a really kick a** band that uses cellos (Another possioble misspelling, spell check has abandoned me) as their main insturment. My brother and I, founders of Poorly Written Productions have started another show, Working Title, look for it on Youtube. Clouds can be very beautiful. I carry an umbrella to school, 'cause hey in Louisiana, you never know when it's going to rain. But this ain't no small umbrella I can stick in my bag, oh no, not for me. I picked one of those long ones you can use as a cane, and personally, I think I look bad a** with it. Now, since I can't think of any more filler, the big thing that has been on my mind for a while. The relationship between me and Mary has reached.... an end, perhaps? I hope not, even we're not quite romantically involved any more, I'd still like to be a friend, an ear to listen, a shoulder to cry on, all that good stuff. She didn't dump me, nor I her, but we both just mutually agreed that we should stop waiting for each other, get out and enjoy life. Our relationship, our real relationship, began with her nightmares. So it's possible that, when I endevored to help her through that rough patch, we got caught up in the moment and fell in love. It was good to. She made feel needed, like I had a purpose, a point in this life, and I like to think that I was something of a shepherd through the darkness for her, but that could just be my vanity. Anyway, after a good long while, she made the suggestion to live real lives, and she follwed it. At the time, I didn't quite believe her, expecting her to PM me and continue what we had, but she didn't, lmiting our contact to RP PMs. After a while, the RP died, and we stopped interacting all together. Since I was sort of branching to other websites, I didn't notice at first, and even felt a little bad for not talking to her, but then I read her journal the other day and saw that she was actually living away form the internet. Shocking, I know, but true. It was then that realized that, not only had she moved one, not only was she stronger than I was for actually interacting with the real world in a way I think I might never be able to, I was damn proud of her for doing it. I haven't PMed her yet, but after this entry, I might, just to have one final fare well as it were. Before she slips to far out of my reach. I am going to miss her, reeally, but I think.... I think this might be best for both of us. Although it may be over, I will always, always love her. You see that Mary? I love you, and I always will. The time is 4:46P.M. on August 23rd, 2009.
C'est l'amore!
 Wind Spirit22 · Mon Aug 24, 2009 @ 10:46pm · 1 Comments |
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