I began to vent...but for some reason I am now feeling a bit better. *sighs angrily* I was venting because I miss my friend. And 3 years ago...was the week I hung out with him. I'm serious. First and last time I would see him...and he is dead. I told my family that I'll try and have fun, but now I'm doubting it. I told my mother about it and I...plan to talk about it to her. I really do. I just was missing Warrior at the moment, and as I was doing my part for a MAP that sad feeling went away...and I drew a picture of Neko. I'm really proud of this picture really.
