I just wanted you all to know that I love you girls more than anything in the world. You have made my high school career the most fun and the bestest ever. And I wanted to thank you for being there for me even when I'm being a bitch. Thank you for telling me when I'm being stupid (like when I wanted to hook up with Ryan...) and telling me that I'm an awesome girl and that I can do better and that I can do anything I want...because, really, you girls make me feel like I can fly sometimes (literally...hello? Flight attendant?).
Anyway, these next couple days are going to be pretty rough for me. That's why I wanted to call an Emergency Meeting of the Moonies. I'm going to really need a shoulder to lean on and six shoulders would be great. Please don't get sick of my crying and please don't tell me to "just get over it". This is going to be a lot harder than any failed high school relationship. Please listen and even if you don't understand, act like you do. And if I don't want to answer your questions, please just leave them. Like I said, this is going to be really hard for me.
I know that I can count on you girls for your support, but I just wanted to remind you of what was going on, so if I seem stressed out, don't assume it's PMS...please remember whats going on with me. I'm really going to need you guys.
This is really the only reason I wanted to call the meeting, but I guess we don't really have to have it anymore since I just told you what was going on...but I wanted it to be more personable and not over the internet, but I guess it's easier this way so I don't forget anything and I can see my thoughts all laid out.
But anyway, thanks again, girls, for being my Moonies.
P.S. The trial is on Monday at nine, I failed to mention that. I'm not sure when I'll get home, but if I don't call, just assume that I'm not ready to talk about it, ok?
P.P.S. The tennis banquet is on Tuesday and I made three reservations. One is for my mom. Brette and Brittny, if you want to go, you can. I think it costs five bucks though...I'll pay some of it if you want because my mother and I get in free this year. You don't have to go, but I thought I'd put the offer on the table. Fort Ball is catering it, I think.