And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Friday, September 2
Gah. I know, got everyone worried. But we're fine now...I think.
I guess some things will change. Like his impression of me. But there's nothing I can do about it.
Last day of school today & we're still rushing projects. That's life for us, I guess.