Your Heart is an Empty Room

"And all you see is where else you could be when you're at home, and out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone..." ~Death Cab For Cutie

Every time I live somewhere, I lose a friend, whether they just snap (long story), or I move, but this time, it's different.

I'd rather not explain it; at this point I don't even want to think about it. I miss her so much already, and just a few hours ago she told me she was leaving. At least I think so (I couldn't fully understand the voicemail she left me, but most of it I could). She's not moving, she's still going to live here, but it's going to feel like forever till I see her again. It will feel as if she really did move.

Huh, I thought blogging about it might help a little. It didn't help much.

I don't think I'm going to post at all this week, even though I have the whole week off, so if I don't, Happy Turkey Day to everyone! :)

Oh, and this was my horoscope for today:

Cancer (6/22-7/22)
The feelings you have been trying to hide refuse to be hidden, so open up already!

I thought it was ironic. It was a half day today, so of course he wasn't in school.

Peace.

~*::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*

Pandas Are Adorable! =D ♥

So far this week:

We had a substitute for Orchestra on Monday. She couldn't play an instrument so we got half of the class period to practice and the other half to do nothing. It was great. How come we never have a substitute for Orchestra that can play an instrument? Same thing for French: we never have a sub that can speak french. Well once we did. But still, most of the time subs don't know anything about what they're subbing for. It just irritates me.

Also on Monday the orchestra room smelled reeeeaallly bad. We're having a soda/water sale, I don't remember what for, but we had to bring in bottles of soda and water to sell and put them in the back room. Well, apparently one of the soda coolers spilled and fermented or something like that, and made the room smell like sour milk. Gross. P

I got an 87 on my French exam. Don't ask. I didn't know how that was even possible.

For English I have to write six poems: 1 is due on Friday and the other 5 are due on Monday to be put in a book. I suck at writing poetry. Wish me luck! =)

And one more thing: my friend talked to the guy (you know who =) Not that I asked her to or anything. She just did it while I was sitting next to him. He said he won't date anyone until he is ready. His last girlfriend thought he was cheating on her. (which I know he didn't and would never!) He still has the scars on his hands. I got so mad. How could she do that to him?! He is so sweet, and would never do anything like that! I just don't know. ='(

Peace.

~*::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*