Sitting in her car, all 5 of us. All 5 of us at her birthday partayy, having..fun? So why is it that I'm still questioning the whole friendship thing? It's not consistent. So how can it be? It's not, and it isn't, and it will never be, unless we start acting like it. I hate that I don't have good friends here. I. Hate. It. How come the only good friends I have are the ones I have had for a while? Those ones I had in Arizona? Soon, I will have had these friends for a longer time, so the whole time thing, won't matter anymore. All 5 of us, playing jello as we ride down the Highway. Singing, "Life is a Highway," "Replay," and all the rest of our favorite all-time songs, yet. Yet, most of my all-time favorite songs, were not on that list. So while we are singing at the top of our lungs I'm thinking that I honestly, should not be here. But who else on this hole damn world could I have been with? God, I wish I was back in Arizona.