The last week, as best recalled when listening to country music... Sunday: I was invited by my friend James to take a tour of a tall ship given by the ship's captain, a man I had heard about for almost...intelligent primates. Watching it, I realize it's language is complex. I speak softly to it before the rain. It sleeps through most of the night, unusual for a caught raccoon, and is gone by morning

...as i want to what if what if what if. what if i dont meet a best guy friend that i might maybe possibly call in love with? what if i miss nick's smile josh's sexual comments sabrina's flips and julie's sarcasm. i dont wanna go. my heart hurts just thinking about it. god this sounds cheesy. and you know what i realized. crying doesnt really help the soul. it makes you feel sick. crying is...

...i swear! Anyway, i bought photo chemicals today and developed my own rolls of film c: I'm tired of Hunt failing. The film came out SO beautiful, this will keep me happy for years . Also, goin to Julie's in about a week! Guest list: myself, Danielle, Kim.. and then Bree and Matthew. I'm not gonna ask anyone directly so speak up if you can go. I'll be driving but it would be VERY lovely if i could...