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I'm on the bus to san diego and guess who is sitting next to me?
That's right...
No one...

This bus ride reminded me why I love rebecca.

Its not like I forgot, but every now and again we start taking the
Beat things in life for granted...

People here don't want to sit next to me because I'm dressed funny, or because I don't talk as much as the
Others. Maybe because I don't belong in this group? My hair is messed up
...

Rebecca doesn't care about this like that. She loves me no matter what.
Regardless of my dress or how my hair looks. She would sit next to me just because
I looked sad.

I feel so wrong... I am beginning to regret not staying at school with her. It
Feels like half of myself is missing... Like I left my only desirable traits with her
Back in El Centro ... Okay bye for now...