This is my official comment on the summer so far.... It sucks. I still live at home in the shit room that I swore I was gonna move out of. And I work... ALOT!!! I feel so detached from all of my friends. So I have about 10 minutes before I have to go to work again. *sigh* Sam: You know I love you like you are my own flesh and blood. You are pretty much my best friend. And don't even think that I tell other people more than I tell you. You are my primary audience. And I love you girl. I know you hate him. I know you do. But I can't help not talking to him. I feel bad about it. and right now I feel so detached from you. I just need some one anyone else to talk to. I feel so detached from you. Cuz every time we hang out we are always with someone else. I just want to hang out with my best friend. You know alone. I just want to talk you you like i could before you and Jesse were an item. Now I barely get 5 seconds before Jesse calls you wondering where you are or until he comes back into the room. Some things I don't need him listening in about. I don't need to have him there to hear about my private life. Or who I like now. or what color my poop was. I just want to talk you. I miss you sam. And I miss school. I miss being able to see everyone. I just want to go back in time. And just sit in high school and relax. Those were the good times. Ah... French class was amazing.