I am going to the homecoming game with Heather, Pieter, Daniel, George and Willie. Should be fun in that school spirit-y way. So, essentially, I should end up having a terrible time. Oh well, I knew it would happen someday. I would be thrust into the fucking epicenter of school activity. Woe is me. I don't really want to go but I will because Heather asked me so many times that I know it is important to her. I don't know why but it is. It is just a stupid fucking game just like all the other stuped games that have occurred over the years. Said "Hi" and chatted a little with an old friend who I haven't talked to in years. We knew each other back in middle school, especially during eight grade. We both sat at a table with another girl who was really cool and another white boy named Michael. After we graduated middle school we said, Oh, no need to say a sob goodbye, we will see each other in high school. And that was it. I don't know what happened but we lost touch completely. But it was left on good terms so no problem now except for the guilt that I never did anything to keep any sort of friendship up. Oh well. I guess that is what happens. I need to go help mom now, I will try and blog again later.
CMaZ
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