Officially Stefny

ok, so in the entry i just posted, i couldn’t think of anything to write.

but something just dawned on me.

tomorrow [november 3] will be one year since like the worst day of my life.

i don’t know how i’ll function.

september 3 was bad enough, but this one will be worse.

he’s in my cousin’s choir class. i wish she’d talk to him… i mean, about me… i almost started crying monday because we were trying out my grandma’s new printer dock and we printed a pic off of my camera of him under the rocketship… and she was saying how he’s so funny in class and all this business… and i was just like “tell him i miss him…” ugh.

i hope we go to troy tomorrow.