Dear Journal,
I continue writing although the fact still runs through my head... "I never
thought I'd catch myself writing on my spare time, over the summer." I guess
that is Andie's influence on me, either that or I'm looking at it as a school
project (for all I know I'm going to walk into school with my journal and the
teacher is going to ask me to hand it in). Writing in this journal is the
closest thing I can think of to remember Andie. Sure there are pictures, but
the more that I look at Andie, the more that I miss her. Hey, I'm really
starting to love those positive thoughts. It keeps my spirits high and happy (I
wish). Everytime I try to put Andie behind me for a while and have a little
upright, whoopsie do fun... there is always something connecting me to Andie's
jittery, funny, and cheerful ways. I'm telling you man (maybe I shouldn't be
using the phrase "man" ... I think that "floppy little book with pages soon to
be filled with glouris words" fits it better) I REALLY miss McPhee, she was everything to me. My love, best friend, everything... now
this is just petty bickering so I better go off and do something better with my
time...
~Shouldn't you already know my name? Anyway... Pacey
By LiLAniBtVs@aol.com .