Fuck....
Alright it's been God knows how long since I updated this mofo, but it's not like it really matters cuz nobody reads it anyway. But the main reason I'm writing is for comfort I guess. Ortega, one of my best friends, is gone. He left to boot camp this morning, and I won't see the fucker until maybe December. I was at his casa with him until 2 in the morning remebering all the fuckin great times we spent together, and now that's all I can do, is remember. I know I sound like a little bitch, but who gives a fuck? I sure as hell don't. I never expected this day to come so soon, but in 2 months, I'll be leaving too. Time is really starting to slip away, and I'm scared I'm gonna leave here with a shit load of regrets. I still have Danny, and I'm gonna hang out with that fucker so much he's gonna be glad when I leave, as will I. If anyone actually reads this thing, then I'd appreciate it if you reply. This shit really sucks balls. I'm out.