I HATE THIS SHIT!! I HAVEN'T SEEN CLAYTON IN NEARLY THREE WEEKS AND I ONLY GET TO TALK TO HIM FOR 20 MIN A NIGHT IF I'M LUCKY! A NORMAL NIGHT IS ABOUT TEN MINUTES. B/C HE IS SO BUSY WORKING AND TRYING TO PAY OFF BILLS HE BARELY HAS TIME TO TAKE A DAMN PISS MUCH LESS SIT AROUND AND TALK ON THE PHONE. HALF THE TIME I DO GET TO TALK TO HIM HE'S WORKIN ON SOMETHING WHILE HE'S DOIN IT. AND YEAH I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO GO SEE HIM 1. B/C I'VE BEEN BROKE AS HELL AND 2. B/C DADDY IS ABOUT TO HAVE  HEARTATTACK THAT CLAYTON HASN'T COME UP HERE AGAIN SINCE GRADUATION BUT LIKE I SAID THE POOR GUY BARELY HAS TIME TO TALK ON THE PHONE AND DADDY THINKS HE'S GOT TIME TO DRIVE TWO HOURS UP HERE JUST TO COME SEE MY PITIFUL ASS? YEAH RIGHT! AND PLUS I'D MUCH RATHER BE DOWN THERE B/C WHEN I'M THERE HE DOES STILL WORK BUT I'LL HELP HIM AND WE JUST HANG WITH HIS PARENTS ALL AFTERNOON AND THERE'S NO WASHING DISHES, NO COOKING FOR 15 PPL OR SCREAMING BABIES. WE ALL JUST CHILL. AND IT'S SO NICE. BUT UP HERE THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING THAT NEEDS TO BE CLEANED CLOTHES THAT NEED TO BE WASHED A BABY THAT'S CRYING SOMETING! AND DAD IS IN A FUCKING PERPETUAL BAD MOOD AND THEN THAT PISSES MOM OFF B/C SHE'S BEEN WORKIN TIL TWO IN THE DAMN MORNING AND THEN I'M STILL TRYING TO WORK AND THEN COMING HOME AND HALF WAY TRYING TO HELP MOM TAKE CARE OF THE KIDS WHILE DAD SITS ON HIS ASS AND STILL GET MY SCHOOL SHIT TAKEN CARE OF. I SWEAR TO GOD IF IT WOULDN'T PISS MOM OFF I JUST WOULDN'T GO. SHE'S THE ONLY REASON I'M GOING. IF IT WERE UP TO ME I JUST FLAT OUT WOULDN'T GO AND I WOULD JUST FIND A BETTER JOB THAN THE ONE I'VE GOT NOW AND I WOULD SO JUST START SAVING UP SOME MONEY TO OPEN UP MY RESTAURANT AND THAT WOULD BE THE END OF IT! AND ON TOP OF ALL THIS ANGELA MOVED BACK TO CANADA TODAY SO NOW I'M BACK WITH NO ONE TO HANG OUT WITH B/C SHE'S THE ONLY PERSON THAT WILL EVEN STOP AND THINK HEY, I WONDER WHAT BETH IS DOING TODAY? SHE IS THE DEFINITION OF A BEST FRIEND. WE ALWAYS TELL EACH OTHER NO MATTER WHAT U NEED JUST CALL ME. AND SHE ACTUALLY DOES THAT. I CALLED HER LAST WEEK CRYING, FRUSTRATED AND JUST PLAIN PISSED OFF AND SHE SAT THERE AND TALKED TO ME AND TOLD ME EVERYTHING WOULD BE OKAY. AND JUST. SHE WAS BEING A FRIEND. SHE IS THE ONLY PERSON I CAN DO THAT WITH. EITHER HER OR STACEE. NO ONE ELSE EVEN GIVES A DAMN. I HAVE TWO PPL WHO ACTUALLY COMMENT ON THIS DAMN THING ANYMORE. (AND U KNOW WHO U ARE) NO ONE ELSE CAN EVEN BOTHER TO JUST SAY HEY LOVE YA. OR NE THING. I HAVEN'T HEARD A DAMN WORD FROM 3/4 OF THE PPL I HUNG OUT WITH EVERY DAY AT SCHOOL. WHATEVER HAPPEND TO BEING BFF'S???? APPARENTLY ANGELA IS THE ONLY ONE WHO STILL REMEMBERS WHAT THE SECOND F IN THAT MEANS.