JACKMAN

Yesterday was Friday. This is always a good thing. Always. School was blah as usual and was the final last day for any senior. No more Aerin. No more "Harry". Ever. Moving on, that night Hillary and I had a joyous time viewing VanHelsing for $3 at the Palace Cinema. Afterward we took Molly out on break to Taco Bell, then Hills and I traveled back to her house so she could use her breathing machine. What fun. Today is Saturday. This morning I woke up quite early to prepare for my niece Becca's graduation from Rhodes. It was a lovely ceremony, and I sped Eastward to change and grab my guitar. I am pulling out of the driveway and I suddenly get a call from Aerin requesting tuna fish. After strategically picking up Molly from her busy White Station house, we made our way to Kroger. Tuna: check. We were at Aerin's for the end of the year Speech and Drama party. For the first hour or so not many people were there. Eventually more came and I got to say a well earned goodbye to some of my favorite seniors including Jenny Fitts and Kristen Herrada. I was forced to leave early to go to a guitar lesson. It was a good one though. I introduced Eddie to the Foo Fighters and he was quite impressed. Currently I am waiting for Blake to pick me up and take me a' ad selling. He is on Yearbook staff for next year and must have a certain number presold by Monday. Oh! I almost forgot. In Aerin's yearbook I signed a sincere sweet little note commenting on how much I loved her, and how high school would never be the same again. I ended it with a P.S. jizmopper. This truly Freak Engine phrase sums up our friendship and so I will leave you with this, in tribute to our new Tiger High freshman.