Fighting through one more day

Due to my previous two posts that could have been novels I will attempt to make this as brief as possible. Betsy, you are full of crap and I really don't care. You can go screw yourself. And for that, I appologize. Robert, I love you. Thank you so much. You are truly a blessing in my life and I love you. Thank you for everything you've ever done for me and thank you for taking a 2 hour hike w/ me. I am really sore. J.D., please go away. Britt, I love you too. Mom and dad loved the cake and John said he hated the icing. You need to eat some. Also, I'm tired of him. I give up and gave him 6... it might be 5 now... days to redeem himself. If he hasn't by the time I leave, then screw him, I can do better. Derrick, screw you, I can do better. I will not sit around and wait for you to decide if I'm good enough for you. I am wonderful, spectacular, amazing and probably love you slightly less than your mom. When you find another girl who would change anything you wanted just so the two of you could be together and would even consider changing her religion to be w/ you and someone who will love for better AND for worse (which means dipping, drinking, smoking, cussing, ignoring, gross, stupid self) you let me know. Until then I hope you're happy. I really do hope you find something better. Brock, love ya, I will find the songs ASAP. Danny, you are looking really good. Keep bein' your same sweet self. Munchkin, I think you made the game of farkle up. I also think you should probably not move beans around while Britt is cooking. She can confuse herself w/ out your help. lol. Kate, keep bustin' moves on that football field and I'll see ya tonight! Go UT!! (never thought I'd say that) ;) I guess that's all for now. Anyone else who is reading this, sorry for the last two entries. Really, I get to talking and I just keep going... ahh, I'm doing it again. Okay then, adios. -M