So, I was jsut thinking. There are so many people I don't want to forget, or have them forget me, when they go to college, or away to wherever they decide to start their life after Burrillville High School. Among these are a select few whom I love, such as Katie and Meagan, but msot are people who would have no problems forgetting me. And these are the people whom I will write about.

Richie- You notice you're first on my lsit because you are the first one I think of when I think of people who I will miss. You are even before Katie and Meagan, but i think that's simply ebcause i know i will miss them, therefore they aren't even on the list of people who I -might- miss. But anyway... About you. I'm going to miss you and hearing you play, and every time i go by the gazebo, looking for you and your guitar. Now, if Elise or joe or Chris should ever read this, I want to clarify one thing that I think some people misinterpreted: I don't like you like that. I like you because you play songs, I like you in the way that a girl likes the cute drummer of her favorite band. Me and you aren't even friends. But damn, man, I used to lvoe talking to you, there was always something to say or joke about, and I loved hearing you play, because you sang about funny stuff and real stuff, and sad stuff, and you never were anyone but yourself. Wow... This is a paragraph. I meant to say jsut a few sentences... Oops. Anyway... I won't forget crazy Bio class, nor those 2 nights at the gazebo... or however many there were. I saw you tonight, I swear! Driving some kind of SUV by Newport Creamery, LoL! Anyway, I'm gonna miss my fandom. I want a CD. And forget anything you might've heard/seen about Juice, straws, and picnic tables. *holds back a laugh*

Elise- Well, chica, I didn't know you at all. LoL I really think, from what I did know, you're awesome though, and I wish I could've been a bit more open when I was hanging with you guys, because I prolly would have had so much more fun.

And this is where I edit this tomororw, becuas emy dad's going to yell if I don't get off soon.

Continued: So, Elise, from what I did meet, and learn of you, you're pretty cool. Thanks for not letting me get killed in mosh pits... Forever appreciated! LoL Where were you when I needed you at Warped Tour? lmao!

Seth- Damn. You are a wealth of information that, if I felt I wouldn't get laughed out of your yard, I would love to know. Like... how engines really work, and how to make different things work and putting stuff together, and all the other stuff that guys seem to know and girls never will. (I'm taking Atuoshop... Step one in becoming more knowledgeable! yay!) If I wasn't quite so scared of you, I'd prolly have really liked to hang out with you! LoL Really, you're such a cool guy. Always having something intelligent to say and knowing how to get it across without sounding like a pompous ass. It's a great skill to have.

Rob- OMG... What can i say about you, except that you're one frieking CRAZY Kid! I will forever luv you and your silly ways. You're a serious kid, but you always manage to get people to see your way even if they're laughing their asses off about it. PS... I want the hat. Give it to ME!!!!! lmao

You guys aren't the only ones I will miss, but you are the msot I think I will miss the most. I remember you for the times we had, and because you made a huge impression on me. I wish I could have known you all better. But... I'm the goody goody and you guys are, first off, not, second off, unreachable. Thank you.

God... I am going to miss everyone that I might have been friends with under different circumstances, and only jsut got a hint of what it might've been like. To everyone I met while hanging with Juice and Chris, I wish I had known you so much more, so I could go up to you, give you all a great hug, hand you a letter telling you exactly why I loved you, and not feel like an idiot doing it. But, as I will feel like an idiot, probably the biggest one out there, I'm just writing in here, and if I see you on the street, will probably jsut wave and smile and keep walking. But, you never knows, maybe one of these days I will gain some guts and I will go up to you and hug you and wish you the best of luck, and hope like Hell that you don't punch me for being a psycho. *smirks* And if any of you read this, or hear about it, I'm going to punch myself because it's so fucking corny. *cracks up... but notice the half-sob*