It's almost winter, although there are no trees around to see the pretty fall colours, i can imagine what it used to be like.

So one of my closest friends has encouraged me to start writing stories, so i think i might.

It seems like the colder it gets the more boy trouble i have. I'm just not real sure what to do, but if and when i get my heart broken my bff will be there for me and i'm grateful for her!

I've started talking a little more with old friends of whom i moved away from quite a while ago. I've been looking at pictures and old things i wrote down about them, and old yearbooks. Then i look at what it's like now and how much everything has changed. It is amazing everything is going so fast, that's life. I'm sure i will never get used to it, who could?

I love my life, and i love my friends. I just wish i had more time to enjoy it and them.