Please Dont Forget Me.

please dont forget me

im going away

im taking a taxi to kentucky

where they dont need to know

all about me

i just need to feel safe.

SORRY, I KNOW!

i havent been on in the past few...days?...weeks. (and in know that doesnt matter to anyone, except maybe emma, but i dont think it even matters to her.) "who cares anyway, this blog is only a look inside my brain." and i dont know, but putting all the contents and thoughts that go on inside my mind on a public site on the internet doesnt seem like such a smart idea, but when have i ever acted reasonable?

so i was tinking the other day.

The deep thoughts all started flowing when i over-heard my mother talking to my dad on the phone. The whole conversation was over the fees for renting school books. My mom said, "Can you imagine what collage is going to cost us!?" in a paniced voice.

my brother is going off to collage soon...

that sentance makes me feel awful. I'm really going to miss him. and i didnt even think about him leaving. but he is. its un-avoidable. hes going to leave and our family will be different. no more older brother Jonathan looking out for me.

what am i going to do when hes gone?

• He always yells at me to turn down my music.
• he makes dinner funny
• helps bail me out when i get in trouble
• but if im in too much trouble he know that i should be punished, and i respect him for that.
• he takes me to church, whos going to drive me to church when hes gone?
• he helps keep mom calm
• and keeps our family balanced
• plays guitar hero with me and my little brother sam
• in the morning, he wakes me up (unknowingly) when hes dingging around in his closet. our rooms are right next to each other.
• and i always take his hairsparay and aquafore when im all out.

what happens when he's gone?

My music will stay on volume 30, slowly killing my ears. Dinner will be silent. I'll never have that kind of protection again. I'll car-pool to chruch with a compleate family. Mom will stay mad. The family wont be the perfect balance of love and chaos anymore. Guitar Hero songs will fade out of my memory. Sam will cry. Sam never cries. I'll wake up to the naisly annoying sound of an alarm clock. His room will be quiet. I wont ever have any hairspray.

He means a lot to me. Way more then just the simple list of great things about him above. ^ I know he needs to get out of the house and into the world. Go to a collage in Chichago just like he wants. But im really going to miss him.

an awful lot.