Dear Louisa Ann,
I'm sorry, but I don't think I can promise you anything. MHS is gunna be hell no matter what. I'm just not gunna have the friends I used to have. Hell, I'll probably have better, since the friends I have now are horrible lately. Oh well. What can you do?
Love, Megbo.
Hey, Your Best Friend Speaking. How have you been? Seems like we have been such strangers. Oh well. Your still the best. Hence my use of "best friend." You might be wondering why I'm taking my time to write this silly message but, I love you enough to leave this message. I hope your doing good. Its great on my end. Have a Merry Christmas by the way.