Well, me and Cameron found a centipede/millipede/caterpillar today
We called it Bob Dylan.
It bit him.
We have NO idea what it is.
I'm playing Crash 2 (which is SO much better than Spyro) and it kicks ASS
so it turns out there's a 90% chance that Abbi's moving away, turning a 20 minute drive to an hour long drive.
I'm not sure how to feel. I'm absolutely devastated. I can barely last a week without seeing her, I hate to think what this is going to do to me...
At least she's not moving to... i dunno... Manchester, or Liverpool, or Norway... or china. Or somewhere REALLY far away.
And it puts Sleepovers even more on the cards.
but it's still the fact that I cant just wake up and ask my mum if I can see her today. We'll have to plan it weeks in advance.
And with my Mum's recent Revision drive, That's gonna be tough.
if anything, this proves how much I care about her. I can even feel a lump in the back of my throat.
Crap. Blurry vision now.
I'm not sure what to do. At all.
I don't know anyone who's ever been in this position, so I cant seek advice. And don't throw similar scenarios at me. It's not the same.
When you love someone so much that the mere thought of them makes you smile, that in their presence, everything's fine. When the threat of not seeing them much comes up, you feel horrible. No, horrible doesn't do it justice.
I'm gonna go now. I'm not sure what I should do, but I need to do something.
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