"Dear Jamie, What the fuck is wrong with you? How on Earth could you ever like somebody like that? You have never liked the kid before and now all of a sudden you like him and you try to stick up for hin when Amelia and Ruby make fun of him. What have you been smoking?! Haha, that's a stupid question. Now you trying to get your brother, and your friends to help you out. Yeah, keep getting fucked up. And back to that kid, GROSS! Seriously after Ryan, I thought you had good taste, but obviously I was mistaken. You admire the way he does things, the way he's optimistic about everything. [Even though he Always thinks he's right...] Somehow, you even like the way he writes. You like the way he tries to get them all perfect. Okay, yeah, you like him, just "not a lot," then somehow he's come to replace the "Ryan" in your life. DUDE, YOU'RE FUCKING LOST! This kid, you'll never like him more than Ryan. You practically liked everything about Ryan. And, this kid, sorry, but you two would be so terrible together. You're disorganized, you're a democrat or green or anarchist-communist [fuck you don't even know what you are!] You're undecided about everything, you get average to below average grades. This boy, he's pretty much a perfectionist, very organized, a HUGE Republican and Bush lover, he gets good grades, he's possibly the "future president," and he probably knows where he's going to go in life. You're still living in that fucked up fantasy world where you don't have responsibilities [except work and school] and you make up things about where you are going to be in 1.5 years. Seriously, you're almost 17, it's time for you to grow up and get you're fucking permit. And stop making people up like myself and pushing all you're awesome qualities on to me, which therefore makes you the shy, pessimistic bastard that you are. And see, I don't want you to be like that. We're more fun when we're together. ♥ Ugh, those pathetic sophomores in front of you, are soooo annoying. But they were more annoying as freshmen. Those bastards. Make sure that they're going down during Spirit Week. Especially the games. We're gonna be in first this year, I can feel it. We're going to have our freshman president back, JT. Well, maybe, he better win. I'd rather have him than Nino. Nino is just not qualified for that kind of job. You know what I just thought of, I don't think you miss Ryan. In fact, I don't even think you like him like that anymore. Nice cover-up. You're pathetic. You've started singing Christmas songs again. DUDE! It's September! Christmas is like 3.5 months away. Just give it up. Get a life. Do something with yourself to occupy your time. Just don't write to me, you'll never get a letter back. Only I can write to you. I exist inside your mind. You created me; Parker Ashlee. The happy, nice, out-there half of you. [Probably better half, too.] But seriously man, you're only hurting yourself and your future with this....wait, fuck I just sounded like our father. Always going on about the future. Ugh! Take that quality of mine back! I'M NOT LIKE THAT!! You're hungry. Why don't you just eat something at lunch? You give money to you're friends cos you want to please our mum that you're eating and staying healthy. But really, you don't care. I can tell. You're like this giant fraud or something. Peace & love, and take a chance, change yourself! -Parker NOTE: Okay, this is Parker [which is me] writing to me [which obviously, is me] and yeah, I wrote it to myself 7th period. When I was "attempting" to do my homework. I guess. I don't know. I just wanted to put it in here, I guess. Actually, I don't know. But I have gotten Jessie to stop hitting on me. And she thinks I like Shane. Which I don't. We just heavily flirt with each other. =] Anyways, that's pretty much all....I think. Possibly.