I FIANLLY got in touch with Jacob, my FIRST friend I ever had. Now he goes by Jake. I still call him Jacob =) He used to be the kid that would always get into trouble. Now he's in military school and well it changed him, in a good way. He's doing so much better, and he's quite the gentlemen if i might say. I missed him! He's still the same silly little kid. He said I've gotten even prettier then last time he saw me, and I teased him if he still wanted to marry me. I guess were both little kids inside.
ALSO! Georgie, my "brother" is coming to my state for his baseball tournament! I'm so proud of him! I asked my mum if she'd mind taking me to go see him and she said just to name the day =) Its been months since i've seen him! I don't know If i want to whack him upside the head for falling "in love" way too easily and constantly breaking his own heart with girls that use him, or just toy around with him. He just needs a nice girl that needs him as much as he's going to need her. He has a big heart, but he has to watch that big head and huge monkey ears of him and learn to think before he acts. I still love them though =)
I also noticed my bestest three guy friends all have the same letter (first name)
Well Its FINALLY raining. It was about time. I also feel kind of bummed out that there doesn't seem to be any good anime out. I loved Death Note, Code Geass, Digimon, Shuffle, Fruit Basket, Ouran Host Club Academy, Vampire Knight, etc. I still need to finish some but honestly... I can't wait for another good one =) I've been told Naraturo is awesome but I'm kind of watching Nobari No Ou...
Well lately I've been feeling really left out. I spent my summer working and I haven't seen my friends. Tomorrow I have plans to hang out with three of my friends, but yesterday I couldn't chill with Caden =l I miss that muppet. lol
I really do need to start getting clothing for High School. I outgrew a lot of my clothes. My mum was asking me if I've seen any shoes I liked online. She's such a girl =) but i love her.
I doubt there will ever be a piece of literiture as unexplainable as Harry Potter. I still cry when I read it. When I first got Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows, I started crying when I read "Dedication" Page:
The Dedication of this book is split in seven ways: To Neil. To Jessica. To David. To Kenzie. To Di. To Anne. And to you, if you have stuck with Harry until the very end.
I stuck with Harry. And I'm going to miss this more then I should. ='(
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Lately I've been so busy. My summer is spent working. I just wish I could fly away because of all the stress in my life. It seems like only at night I relax and feel happy. Probably because I'm either dreaming or looking at the sky. I ask a lot of questions and I wonder a lot of things I probably shouldn't. But can you blame me?
I'm more upset about HP though. That makes me smile :)
Don't you guys ever feel like the bad guy? Or that you regret things but you have to do something you really don't want to do but have no other choice? Do you ever just wish for a friend, or to have someone that'll be proud of you? Draco's a real pain but I can relate, better yet understand. Just look at what you've become. Sorry I guess I was talking to myself, or for the both of us.
For some odd reason I started to think about my childhood after talking to my 'brother'. I was surprisingly quite popular. Everyone knew me as the little sister since I'm the youngest out of everyone. Thinking about everyone and how no one will ever forget them. Then I remembered someone. James. The class nerd. He loved astronomy but he wasn't as lucky as I was. We were both in robotics, same clubs, same social problems yet I still managed to be accepted in the "in" crowd. I feel so.. guilty. I just now realized he moved to who knows where mid-year in 6th grade. I'm pretty sure to this day no one will remember him or even care. They'll look at the year book and label him in the "who?" category. It makes me feel really bad since the fact that I moved and I get a gazillion comments, calls, messages about how everyone loves and misses me back home. People I didn't get the pleasure to meet even know miss me, or so they say. I'm so grateful to have made such wonderful friends and to have enjoyed such a great childhood. But it would have killed me if I had to think "You don't remember me?". It would make me feel worthless. That brings me to this other thing, how cruel some people are. I don't remember a lot about James, but I hope he made good friends.