Am finally feeling like I'm not going to die everytime I swallow and now I wish that I would!! My grandmother and I spent a portion of the evening fighting about the general direction (or lack thereof) of my life. Why the hell do I let myself be put through this?
And of all things, why in the hell do I continually have to justify my frinedship with
silentloki? I swear to god, if one more family member gives me shit about it, I'm not going to be held responsible for my actions. Has somebody forgotten to tell me about the unwritten law that says once you graduate high school you are not allowed to have a best friend? My mother is still super close with her 2 best friends from high school. Does anybody give the 3 of them shit because they call each other, see each other almost every weekend, cry on each others shoulders? No! Mon is, to me, just as much my family, if not more so, as my 'blood' relatives. She is *always* there for me, whether I ask her to be or not, whether she wants to be or not. Because we have *chosen* to be family for each other, not because of circumstance of birth. We often joke about being twins seperated at birth (and by 3 years age) & sharing the same brain, but I swear to god that nothing could more true. There is some stupid part of me that truly believes we were fated to find each other, to be the best friends possible. Why is this so difficult for anybody else to understand?
Mon, remember the conversation about the move vs. the computer? I really think I want to go for the move. The sooner, the better. I've just got this incredible feeling of being trapped and the fear that September might not be soon enough...I'm really getting scared...
...we'll just fly away from here
our hopes & dreams are out there somewhere...