Menthal Cigarettes. Is That Okay With You?

Dear Jonathan, whly do you have to be so wonderful?
:)

Kateri Warnick, if you are reading this, I miss you. You are my best friend and I don't want that to change. I want to know what is going on in your life, and I want you to know what is going on in mine. I want to spit of bridges and paint in ketchup, and languish in the simple knowledge that we understand one another. I love you so much. I am absolutely enamored with you, so don't you go forgetting it.

Goodness gracious, today was good. And bad, but mostly good. I accidently missed my biology class. Our schedual was all mixed up, and I thought the "nutrition break" was actually first lunch. Opps. But I got to spend it with fantastic young lad who I am nearly certain that I will never get enough of. But, I digress. It was sunny today, and nearly warm, but mostly sunny. The sky was bright blue with little navy clouds hovering over the mountains, and it was yellow, and the grass was green, and the track was blue, and the cigarette smoke was thick, and everything was just absolutely lovely. I hope that this feeling I have inside of me will never go away. Please let me continue to be content in myself.

Have a nice rest of the day, all you young people. I believe in you.