Its strange how much pretier it is here then in florida...the aclaimed paradise by the old and tan seeking. But here i can sit out side and look at the real woods behind the house. Not a couple feilds filled with palmetto bushes that claim to be woods. And as you sit and watch the trees cardnals, robins, and finches fly about. And little brown rabbit come out to eat new growth. Where can you see that in florida? at least in lee county. I even seen a stealth bomber fly over the house yesterday. Selfridge airbase isnt to far away from here. It was really nifty. I wonder if zack would have liked it? I think i'll call him after the concert is over just our of sheer curiosity. Even though knowing if the show was amazing will just make me more bitter. And i'm still pissy because i finally developed my prom pictures. and they suck. their all grainy. And it figures, i guess crappy prom pics is what you get for having a crappy prom. we sat there for the whole thing...to busy talking about the after party that he never got up to dance with me. so i just sat there. we had one dance. and it just felt like he was obligated. and we didnt even get our photo there with the photographer. because when every one wanted to go we had to rush out, and since we sat there so long they we'rent really taking anymore. so what am i to expect? my life just plain sucks i guess.

-Distance