Dear, dear Pita,
Please read the post before this one for this to make any sense.
I just talked to him. We chatted a little about Mechacon before he told me that his phone is dead again. By dead, I mean that his phone bill went unpaid...So it literally does not work. We talked a little more about Mechacon. Then he had to go, but not before I mustered up enough courage to ask what he wanted to tell me.
He wanted to know where we stand. Where will he and I be in a year?
I cannot tell you how relaxed I became. The sad thing is that I knew the answer, and yet he had to go. I know where we'll be in a year...I'll be in college, making art, working on video game concepts and graphic novels. He'll be starting college, taking the basics and also doing what he loves. We'll find ways to meet each other (I'll do most of the driving) and we'll have fun, watch movies, have Pokemon battles...and I'll still love him dearly.
That's all I had to say Pita. I can now sleep soundly tonight.
Goodnight,
Monchan
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