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Well, no need to elaborate about Spring Break, just read my friends page. All I have to say is $1 Coronas, 2 fifths for $14, margeritas, and senor frogs baby...no fake ID needed. God I love Mexico. That was a very refreshing 9 days. Handling that many days with 7 other girls though...let's just say I really appreciate my guy friends, lol. Does it make sense that I'm refreshed but stressed? I came back in the poor house and got slapped in the face with about $1300 worth of random shit that needs to be paid for between my dad and I. And my mom decided she didn't want to pay for her share of my trip anymore, so thats $800 alone that my dad and I have to come up with. 2 jobs, and I'm still so poor. I don't have any idea how the hell I'm gonna make it to or through college for that matter. I wish my parents could just pay for it no problem, like some lucky ass people. But no, my dad and mom both are right next to me in the poor house. And they both have several other pint-sized obligations aside from myself. I'm also kinda bummed that I don't have a date for prom, too. Granted, there's still time, but the person I was even remotely interested in asking, I'm almost positive has no intentions of going. Hopefully my dad will get me another pimpin' ride to compensate for walking in by myself. I talked to the Presticle today. I talked to him finally about feeling like we were never going to be close like we were again. He made me feel pretty good about it though, and somehow managed to reassure me that even with his friends down there, I know him better than anyone, and I'm one of his favorite people to visit and talk to up here. It was nice to talk to him. I haven't said much about it, but I really missed our friendship. When we weren't talking, I felt like, even though I had my other good friends, there was a void because we were so close, even after we broke up. I hope we can get that close friendship back this summer. I also found out that his best friend stole his would-be girl with out saying a word to him about it. He's pretty torn up about it, I feel bad (should I?). Maybe that's why I'm more confident that we can get that friendship back, because even after everything we've been through, I can be there for him no matter what the situation and he seems to be the same way. I feel better now.