It's amazing how quickly bitter can turn into friendship. It was like he hated me. Our conversations were cut short everytime by his evident discomfort. Our looks were glares that could pierce each other's souls. It was horrible. I could barely stand fighting with him, let alone not speak a word to him for weeks. I felt so alone when he was gone; as if I was missing a part inside of me. I'm not saying I'm reverting to the past, but he's family after all. I can't stand to let something like 9 years go down the drain over something so stupid. So he finally, after fighting with himself about "someone" comes into my work the other night and breaks it to me. I figured as much really 'cause he can't usually go more than a week of us not talking. So I took off work early and we talked down at the docks for awhile about life. It was encouraging and also sad. I talked about college and he sort of shrugs it off. Like it doesn't matter that he isn't probably going to go. I find it horrible that one person can change another's life so drastically. I mean, this boy's life is stopped for another, literally.

On the other hand I've finally got my bank account back up and I'm only 800 away from my computer. I still need to get the $1,200 from my uncle and I still need to buy a motor this weekend for my 240 which will cost around $400. Hopefully I can get my computer before school starts back up 'cause once it does I'll have zero money coming in really.

Also, thanks to all the people that I've talked to as of late. They've taught me about addictions and just things in general. Thanks guys.

-Andrew