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< 04/06/15

It is 2:49 am, on Tuesday the 15th of June, 2004. Laura D'Alessandro and I have been dating for over nine months now. I love her with all my heart. She's a good girl. She's great, and I'm going to spend a whole world with her. I can't comprehend the inner workings of her family. It's so different from mine. They seem so miserable with one another. I have romantic visions of us running off to New York and living in Greenwich Village, starving artists, the whole schtick. I think I would be ready to drop everything I have to take off with her. She's getting nostalgic about the high school peers she's soon to leave, possibly for ever. I'm getting antsy about being on the same planet as most everyone. I never had that worriesome bit about missing people when I leave. And the worst part, is when you see a comrade again from the times of old, they always disappoint. They've changed, for the worse, and you notice it more and more every time you see them, and then you wish you never had. I think this is the last I will ever add to this site. It is a piece of my past, with much to look through and quote from, for humour's sake, but it must remain in the past. For the desperate, I do have a Live Journal account. Good bye, cruel world, beautiful oblivion.