BURRITO MIGHT MOVE TO BELGIUM!!!
We were in French class playing lie detector and when it was Burrito's turn... he said that he was moving to Belgium for a year. Just then I knew it was true. It was true, he was telling the truth. I'm will miss him even more that Bella missed Edward in New Moon! For one year in Europe... he doesn't want to go. I don't want him to go. Nobody does. When he announced it, it took everything I had to not cry. Once school was over, I was in the hallway crying on the verge of bawling. It was the most shocking thing that I could ever hear! I need him! I'll have to survive a whole year without seeing his smile or hearing his laugh. And some renter is going to live in his house and everytime I walk past it I'll be reminded that he's gone. I don't know how I'll cope, I probably won't be coping well. I'm so overwhlemed and grieved and in such a state of longing that I can't think straight. I'm bawling right now and he's not even gone yet. In grade 9 I'll have to walk the stupid hallways of West Central High School without even the slightest chance of seeing him. By the time everyone is ready to accept that he's gone I'll still be crying and missing him. Even a continant away, I'll still be so in love with him. What hurts me so badly though is that I know that he won't miss me. On the last day of school I'll start crying and I'll hug him and I'll tell him that I love him and that I'll miss him way too much and I'll watch him hug all the other girls in my class as they say that they're gonna start crying while I'll run to the bathroom and start bawling and he'll just leave and I won't be able to do anything. I'll be beyond helpless. He'll get on to a stupid plane that will take him so far away and I'll won't get to watch his eyes light up and I won't get to hear the sound of his voice and surviving will be so hard. My only motivation will be that I might see to see him again. There's no way in the world that I'd be able to go on without missing him. I'll think of all those memories and I'll walk past his house and think that he doesn't live there. I won't get butterflies by just walking along his sidewalk. I'll remember that night when I went to his house and asked him to come for a walk and he said yes, he missed the football game for it.
I just don't have any sanity and I can't write. I have too much to say. I'm on the verge of breaking to pieces and he's not even gone yet.
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