Thank you willow. I think I will have to become Jesus before they ever decide to give me half of a highly undeserved chance. I can't even talk to my friend and her mom, I don't have their # anymore. And when I talk to their aunt, I don't feel like I can get in the things I need to say because our conversation always gets cut short. Maybe when I come back from training their aunt will actually talk to me. Or maybe after I graduate from West Point. That I will never give up hope on.

People know a little about everything and alot about nothing.