one... more... day...

It's decided: I'll be seeing Gerard on Saturday.

Why have I not written? Simple: life goes on, even when your sister is missing. I've had homework (stupid physics!) and Mom's not been sleeping (neither has Dad, but he hides it well) because of Elaine. I hate her in those moments, hate her for making us suffer. After all, I'm the one risking my butt to see Gerard incognito.

I'm not sure what I'm gonna wear- probably something crazy or emo. After all, it's supposed to be different then me.

I'll be sure to write Saturday night, but now I've got to go to bed. It's pretty late in Westfield.

~Stacie