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The past week has been great. Jake came down for his entire school vacation which was wicked pissah. Pardon the Boston-speak. I got my taxes back on Monday which was sweet. Tried my best to spoil him with only 64 dollars. At least I bought him a few packs of smokes. We hung out mainly and just relaxed. Watched some movies and talked. I bought this crazy German jacket thing so we can now match. It's sooo cute. I had to take him home today and it totally sucked major balls. I was trying my damndest to refrain from cying on the way to Greenville. I've been so bummed out today it's not even funny. I hate having the Sunday blues. They make me really cranky and depressed. I hate the whole situation. I love him so much it's not even funny and would travel to the end of the world and back every week but I hate the fact he had to move back to Greenville. I wish that he could come live back at my house after he graduates. The likelihood of that happening is very slim but a girl can dream can't she?