Homecoming. My best friend for life and my little brother. They are my fellow camera whores.
I have to say I love my best friend. I'd post the poem that I wrote about our Homecoming but I can't find it...its here somewhere...under the mass of clothes and homework. You know that feeling you get where you just can't complete anything? The energy just goes out of you like a huge gust of wind? Yeah. That just happened to this girl. But I'm feeling better since Monday is over!