So I figured that I should tell you. I'm gonna move. There's no doubt the bad outweighs the good and I can get away from this stinking house. And it'll be close to school so friends could come over. And maybe I'll have a cute little neighbor boy. Who wants to love me.

The number one thing I'm worried about it that some girl will move into my house, start sleeping in my room, and there goes a lot of my dignity because she might be cuter than me or funnier or better than me and I have a lot to keep up in this neighborhood.

Oh...and boy, I wanna love you to death because you make me happy.