i don't care, we'll still be kids forever.

ten years ago: she moved into the neighborhood. met her jumping rope down manfre. she was eight, was...five? six? dunno what month it was.

today: she graduated. she's eighteen. we're still friends. i've known her for over half her life. and i don't know why it feels like graduation is some sort of challenge to our friendship, because it shouldn't be. tonigh was just like any other night, except for the fact that warren was there. the connection to her is still there, i can feel it whenever she's around. i wanted to kiss her tonight, the connectionw as that strong. and i think she felt it too...

but the point of all this is that really we'll never grow up. age doesn't matter. we'll always be kids together.

my eyes keep fuzzing out because...well, okay, being with tara, especially when she's with warren, reminds me of autry. because (a) she's the first person i felt any sort of connection with and (b) i'm lonely.

why is there a sense of worry residing in my brain? i have a feeling something up...and i want to talk to autry right now. because only one thing has ever given me this feeling of worry. i want to be able to dance with her, to spin off into the sky and never look back...um idunno where i'm going with this. um yeah i miss you babe.

hot, unattainable girls in my life: there are way too many. numero uno, autry, is in the wrong state. numero dos, tara, is mostly straight and has a boyfriend. numero tres, jessie, i do not really know and i probably won't have much chance to fix that cuz she's off to peru for most of the summer. um...why do i have this feeling that's not all of them? oh well, those are the important ones.

so, um, tonight. dogpiles, being tickled silly, having her sneak up behind me and wrap me in her cloak and kiss my cheek, kissing her back, accidental boobage contact, and kissing her forehead goodbye. most of it right in front of warren. good thing he's cool with all that.

and i'm making myself a plaid skirt because i'm bored. woohoo.