I went three days without seeing my best friends...and it was really weird. It made me realize that they are kind of my life. I'm realizing how much I miss things. Everything is ok at this point, but I don't know what I wouldn't give to go back to the ninth grade and try again. I would do a million things different, tell someone how I felt way back then, not make some of the mistakes I did, maybe then I'd end up in a better place now. Because things are great now, but there's always a chance they could be better. So maybe I'm going to take this long weekend to totally remove myself from everything, and come back better.