friendships, like a fine wine, only get better with age

Or they fall apart when things get rough. As I prepare to leave for college I am beginning to see which of my friendships will stand the test of time. And I have to say, the results are not encouraging. A few deep relationships that I thought would hold up are beginning to crumble and I feel powerless to stop it. Of course, me and my stubborn nature aren't helping the situation. One of these days I will swallow my pride and apologize for things I didn't think deserved an apology. But alas, that day is not today. My bet is it will be August 16th. Then I'm gone.

So here we are in another valley post, and this one is Death Valley. I'm not feeling very well, and even the Cubs winning can't fix it right now. I have issues that need to be worked out or I'm going to have a real nervous breakdown. If I don't get this taken care of, I'm going to go insane in college. To all my friends whom I've offended, all I can say is wait, your day will come. It takes me a long time to work up the courage to admit when I'm wrong, and at the moment I still don't think I'm wrong. I expect a lot of tears from me when I say good-bye to everyone. It won't be pretty.

To completely change the subject, I saw Wedding Crashers last night. Really funny. I was happy last night. Today is a different story, but maybe I'll see it again and it'll cheer me up. Well, I'm off to graduation parties and then I'll probably act like I'm fine in front of my group of friends and perhaps go sulk in a room by myself and finish my Harry Potter book. Page 474 baby! McNally, out.

Currently enjoying:

Silence.


Next post: Believe it or not, I'm not in the mood for boobies, so I don't know if I'll be going to Heartbreakers (which has been moved to Tuesday), but there's a Six Flags trip on Wednesday that sounds mighty entertaining.