hey guys.
im back from my break and i feel like i should tell you guys about what is going on and why i might be gone for a week at a time.
but lets start at the beginning.

the news.
one really rainy Monday i was sitting on my couch watching T.V. when my dad came home. he was soaking wet and was in a weird mood. i looked over to him and smiled then looked back to the T.V. i was think about how great life was and how my and my great friend (we will call her r) and i were gonna make an awesome project for science. my dad came over and sat down with me. we were quiet for a while before he just said out of the blue, "we're moving."
if you have never heard these words you are lucky. if you have then you know it tears at you. i cried for a few hours think about how it would ruin my life and how i hated it, i loved my home. i lived there for as long as i can remember. after that day those word stabbed me every time i saw my friend and i broke my hurt when i had to break the news. i have a really good friend (let's call her v) that i knew since i was 1 and saying good bye to her was like saying goodbye to a sister.
so thats why i hate two little words (well three i guess..)
we're moving

new home
moving is pretty hard because you dont think about how to make friends when you have them so when you move its awkward when you dont know what to say. i did make friends but i cant help to just faded off and think about my old friends. its would have been ok if three thing NEVER HAPPENED

• if my other best friend (we'll call her c) didn't move back to my neighborhood AFTER i moved
  
• if my parent AT LEAST gave me an email to talk to them to.
  
• and if talking to them be phone wasn't so hard!
  

my beast friend c i knew 5 was really nice to me and we were great friend. she did have anger issues but i could deal with it and it was fine. one day she had to move to New Jersey. she visited every summer but this summer i moved. i cant help but just see her running to my house happy to be back for good to see the sign that ripped my heart out. for sale. and my parents wouldnt let me talk to her because of so silly fight they had with her mom. i feel bad for her though because she saw her husband die and v never got to meet him.

my parent are strict :l. i have no cell phone, iPod, e-mail , Facebook, twitter. nothing. which leaves me with barely any way to keep in touch with my friends. so with r i sent mail because we preferred the private-ness of it. we sent a few mails and i havent heard back in 2 months. with v we just call but my dad doesnt want to pay for the 2 hours long phone call so he tell me to call her cell phone. luck for me that doesnt work. so he tells me to call her dad's cell phone but his working alot so the few time i get to call it him saying he's working. i do get to talk to her some times :3. also i live in a hilling palce and our phones dont always have to best signal.

i think that covers even thing.
even when i didn't finish writing this people started giving me tons of support and that really touched me. the thought of a lot of people i don't really know say to keep strong helped me a lot.
so thank you to every one who supported me<3
some comment i might not answer because i just don't know what to say because every one who comments on the moving know what im talking about and i guess every one takes it differently.
pop reel? thanks so much guys :,3