tomorrow: Jan. 16, 2003 (5:04 pm)

i'm glad we ate lunch together, but i still feel like there is no us. i sit and tell you about these new friends and you don't tell me about her. but it felt nice walking down the street together and maybe once we're caught up i will feel ok about our friendship again.

or maybe not. maybe you'll play the bongos for her pro-war songs and i wont want to be there to hear you anymore.

i was leaving school and this quiet boy from my french class yelled my name and i turned around and he told me to have a good break. i will.

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