Refusing Medical Treatment and Choosing to Eat Soup Instead

Two years later, and it still hurts. Staying home was definitely out of the question; I was going completely stir crazy. Instead, I went to the museum, drove to Wickenburg, and hung out at the Abode. It doesn't matter what I do, June 20th will continue to bring sadness, and with it, lots of tears. Super awesome friends are always a good thing to have around. I have to wonder what's going to happen when and if I move. At the end of the year, I have every intention of leaving this place and continuing life elsewhere. I'm not the kind of girl that keeps continuous contact, which is unfortunate, and also not the kind that makes new friends easily. Oh well, come what may.