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|H2OforDuo (profile) wrote, |
on 9-6-2005 at 5:21pm
|Subject: I'M BACK!
|Holly Hell it's been a long time.
My computer had a Trojan when we got back from California, and we just got him up and running again.
Dude, it's been crazy.
Last week or so I got a letter from Tyler. We all remember Tyler, yes? My buddy from HELLcyon who got thrown into a psych ward and was never seen again? Like, two years ago? Yea. I haven't heard from him in a year, and I was thinking, "Wow, I really miss Tyler." NEXT DAY "Dear Caroline..." Holy shitballs, Batman! Weird, huh? Apperantly he's getting out very soon. (Yes, he's still there.)
I LOVE SCHOOL! I can't believe how much fun it is. I even like my math class! I lurve all my teachers and am having a blast. I actually (Perish the thought!) have fun at school. I'm in four out of six classes with the Boy, which is great, and he rides my bus. The downside is, I only have one class with Mandi-sama, but we have lunch together. Jon's friend Max goes to school with us now (he's such a kwewt Freshie!), so that's cool. I really like Max, so I have yet another friend at school. *YESSSSS* I've found myself accidentaly competeing with my friend IIvan (yes, two "I"s) for class clown in World History, and volounteering answers in Algebra! It's GREAT! ^_________________^ *hooray!*
On the down side of things, my love had a small psychotic break on Sunday evening. I have only ever, EVER seen Jon cry once before in the whole time I've know him. I was sitting, enjoying a movie at home when the phone rings. It's Andrea (Jon's mum, who is a pal of mine), and she tells me that something's up with the Boy, and that he won't talk to her. "Will you call him and see what's up?"
"Sure." says I. So, I dial his number thinking, "What the hell is up? This isn't very like him..." -Click-
"Hello..." says a very shakey voice on the onther end of the line.
"Hey, what's up?" I say concernedly. And he just starts sobbing. I am of course like, "Oooooohh shit." He tells me that he has no fucking clue what's going on and that he just suddenly got like this. This is an event that occurs very often in Caro's own life, but it's never happened to him before. I say, in the least severly panic-attack kind of voice I can mannage (Which is pretty good), "Okay, I'm going to try and get over there. After much pleading, Mum said I could go. Jim (Jon's dad) came and got me and brought me to their house.
Andrea hands me a pill and says, "Try and get him to take this." So, I calmly walk down the steps to the basemnt, which is his lair. As I get to the bottom of the stairs, I see him curled up on the couch, in the dark.
"Hey...what's up?" quoth I.
"I dunno." he whispered. A look of concern crossed over my face and I walked over to him. I sat next to him and he leaned on me, crying. After a while I says,"Do me a favor."
"Take this." and I handed the pill to him. He took it and lay back down on me. He started to quiet down. "You tired?"
"Yea..." he said softly.
"Let's take you upstairs, then." So, we went up the stairs, to his room. As he passed by the family room on the catwalk type thing that leads to Jon and Daniell's (his sister) bedrooms, his parents said goodnight. He didn't speak a word. He was half asleep already when we sat on his bed. I lay down next to him and just let him hold me until his mom came up and said I should be on my way, because we didn't want Mum to be upset. I had to wake up early in the morning (FISHING, YAY!). So I got up, kissed his cheek and followed Andrea to the main floor.
"Do you think he'll be okay?" she questioned.
"I think with a little sleep, and a little time, he'll be fine." said I.
Yesterday, we went fishing up in the mountains. Didn't catch anything whatsoever, but it was still way funn. When we came back, I called Jon and asked if he wanted to see me. He had still sounded pretty down when I talked to him that morning. He, of course, said yes. He seemed much better, but not completely better. So, we chilled for a while, and then I came home. School tomorrow, said the parents.
So, I see him on the bus thismorning and he seemed fine. Still a little shaken, but fine. He was in very good spirits. Later I recaled, OMFG. It's our seven month aniversary! (w00t!) So today went by well for me, and him. I lurve mah boy.
In sadder news, I am getting braces. T_T I do NOT want to get them, but Mum is making me. Oh well. What can you do? Nine to twelve months, they say. Arrrgh...
We bought a piano! WOOOOOOHUUUUU!!! It's a spinnet, so it's very small, but it sounds great. They are dilivering it on the morrow! ^____________^
Another thing going well for me at school is the fact that I have Jon (the math genious) to help me with my algebra. Sp00t.
I have this class called Design Tech. You get to do all sorts of fun shit, like photoshop (squee!) and making 3D projects, too. Jon is continuing to learn Flash, which he began work on last year. He's pretty good.
Mandi finaly bought her own pair of bondage pants. She doesn't have to steal mine anymore. (woot)
Can't think of anything more.
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