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First I'll say, you aren't being forced to read this, Except Bubba, he is forced to read this... SO UNLESS YOUR HIM, DON'T ASK ME TO TALK ABOUT IT!
(This goes for Will to... just he's not forced.)

Any way, I have had a great week so far. My favorite Baseball team, the Rockies, have gone to the World Series, Guitar Hero 3 is coming out Sunday, and I kinda back talked my way out of detention. Where might there be bad news in this strain of things that kinda keeps a smile on my face? I'll tell you. My brother, he's been living in this huge farmhouse out in Longmont, well recently him, and his roommate got into a fight. My brother left and stayed in a hotel for a little bit. When I got home from School this afternoon, I got word of all this, and then I got word that he is moving to Texas. Why does this matter? I just does. My brother has always been there with me. Yes, with me, not for me. He's been there through the mass family fights, he's been there with me through my mom and dad's divorce, and he's been with me at all of my graduations. But because his roommate and him didn't get a long for a little bit, he won't be anymore. He'll be off to Texas. Then it's just me. No big brother to come along and hang out with me when everyone else is busy.
Also, I found out that a friend, (who died a month ago) died of diabetes. Why the hell did it take a month for them, (the mature ones in my life) to tell me? Do they think that they still need to shelter me? Am I so damn immature that I need to be sheltered from the Real God Damn World?