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26 March 2007

oh, so very, very red.

I was beginning to think I wouldn't find a prom dress, but I did. It is red. It is redder than the very reddest red you could ever imagine, which is exactly what I wanted. Mmm. Red red red. And I don't even really look... top-heavy in it. It's exactly right. So prom is looking up at the moment, except for the few things that I can't stop dreading but am trying not to think about. I have a date, a dress, etc.

And I like my new shrink, also, so that's good.

There are a few things that aren't really looking up, but I can deal with those. I miss Allison, for one, but I suppose that can be easily remedied. I miss someone else, too, but I get the feeling that's not going to get any better until... the end of the summer, which seems like a long time from now.

I guess that's what happens to people when they're... involved. I don't like it, but I guess I have to find some way to deal with it. I feel abandoned, and I don't feel like I should have to replace her, but I guess I do. I don't want to, but I need someone, and I guess I know who that person isn't going to be. [Not because I don't want her to.]

Anyway. This was angsty. Out.

♥ the best is yet to be.
3/26/2007

♥ yours truly. ;

    "And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep." --Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

♥ Thank you

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