I used to talk to her every night. She showed me how to do this blog. I used to enjoy her presence and have lots of fun together. She changed. Became someone I don't know. She showed me how people can be bad to themselves. She is a lost baby. It is strange to know she lives right next to me. She should be the person I once knew. But she isn't... if she was she would at least try to sort things out. Well it doesn't really matter does it? I won't see her many more times anyway. She will go away in May or June. I should have done lots of things in a different way. What the hell... I don’t care. We deserve it.