Well, this summer has been weird. And long. And stressful. Teddy and I have been fighting a lot. I mean, it seems like a lot to me. In reality, it's no more than once every couple of weeks. It was slightly more often for a while. Teddy does not exactly care for Riley. I guess that made it difficult.
Speaking of which...
Riley and I aren't friends anymore. It was just getting to be too much. Teddy was constantly on edge, and it's not like Riley and I were great friends anymore, so I told him that I wished him the best, but I didn't want to be friends anymore.
Things aren't incredibly great between Teddy and I. We'll be okay. He's tired a lot, and I can be patient. But I hate it. I don't really want to talk much about it. But everything will be a lot better when he gets back here. We don't really fight around each other; only when we're on the phone.
And for goodness sakes, my parents are driving me crazy. I need school to start.
