So, John went to the hospital again for seizures on Monday. Fun right? Not really. I still havent said a word to him or seen him. He's home now. Actually, he went to work apparantly today. That's what facebook said. I wonder when i'll be able to see him. I'm ready.
I hate thinking about graduation. In 4 months so much is going to change. The friends I have i'll be departing from, and I won't be seeing most of them ever again. The ones I do see, will be the ones I care about the most and even then I'll hardly see them very much because of different colleges. It hurts more then I could ever imagine. My best friend Hoffman will be going to UF and i'll be staying in Central Florida no matter what. He's the one that i'm most worried about currently because of how far away he'll be compared to me. I've been with him since the 6th grade and now soon it'll all be over. We'll always talk, but I'll rarerly see him. It's gonna hurt, and I hate it. I hate graduation, yet I love it. It's such an emotional thought. I'm going to break down that day. =/ I'm like crying now because Hoffman mentioned how he didn't care because he only had 4 months left. That hit in a weird and hard way. I'll still have Erica, Sam, and most likely Brandon outta my school friends, but without Hoffman so much changes. If only anyone knew the journey me and him have had together. I love that boy.
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