Mood: Surprisingly okay.
Music: When You're Gone - Avril Lavigne
Talking to: Ann, Nathan, Fishie, Froggie, Craven, Bean, Ben
Quote of the Day: "I don't like to talk about... ELEVATORS!!" - About Yourself Sheet-Thing / Lily

And so ends another era.

"I understand". For someone as verbose as me, I should have been able to say more. I don't know what - something, anything. We're still friends. Thank God for small mercies. For once, that isn't blasphemy. For once...
Best friends.. I can work with that. Beggers can't be choosers, but for a begger that's a damn good deal. And whatever's best for him is what I want. And I can wait however long I need to. "I'll be waiting". I actually said that - I'd've put 'waiting' in the inverted commas like it is in the VIII opening, but that wouldn't have looked sincere, which I truly was. I must be mad to quote at such a time - although I was dearly tempted to quote Anne and say "I just want you". Which would also have been true. But Anne of Green Gables is too gay (happy, you mingers. I am old fashioned. Get over it.) and light to associate with such affairs, and I knew I could never look at that passage quite the same if I did so. Why am I not in tears? I think it's because I almost saw it coming. Cliche, yes. True, yes. I think I'm collected now - I'm going back and forth in this entry. You can probably tell what I wrote eariler.

My thoughts aren't collected at all. (<< wrote that earlier. ...No joke.) I'm trying to condense them into words, but it's not happening. Wow. It seems that I've come a long way in these last few days. I was so pathetic two days ago, and now I can take in my stride. I'm okay. I'm not even lying.

Man. I need to talk to Cilla. Haven't talked to her in a while, need to catch up on what's happened. She went back to school today, oh noes! Poor Cillah. Hope she has a better time with it than me. I've been taking afternoon naps to catch up on sleep. Not intentionally, though. I just fall asleep whereever I happen to be. Bed, couch, wherever. Haha. Craven's been good to talk to as well. Even if the whole 'elevator' thing was a pain in the proverbial. We're definitely better friends than we were. Yays.

So. I managed to write something halfway intelligent after all. I'm proud of myself.

Although the age is at an end, so turns the Wheel of Time that it may well roll around again. And I'm sure that it will.

My literary competence has about come to an end. Will write again tomorrow.

Til then,
Lily