She was drunk. She was talking. She said things. Interesting night to say the least. I mean, do I simply brush off the things she said as drunken nonsense? She called me Miah for crying out loud. There's a connotation to that endearment. She wants me to come rescue her, kidnap her and take her away from the whole wedding thing.

I would too, if for even the briefest second I was sure she meant it 100% and wasn't just blowing off steam or something. I almost want to anyway. Why do I do this to myself? The things she said, the things we talked about. My heart aches a bit. She'll be married to that guy this weekend. He hurt her once, I can't just let that go. Sure she brushes it off as he was drunk, he was an alcoholic, he doesn't drink anymore so he's better. It doesn't take much to continue down that path if the pavement has already been laid once.

Argh! I think I'm making myself crazy, which isn't good. I need to shrug it off, I have a test to take for college today. Speaking of which, I'm off now to go do that. Here's hoping I can focus.

But her .... oh what is it about her that makes me so ... if I up and disappear, I may have ran away to Canada with a very pretty girl that I kidnapped from her wedding.

-JC