I hate that we aren't talking, I hate that you aren't speaking to me, I hate this. I'm sorry that I blew you off when you got mad about the jello wrestling, I know that you were just trying to look out for me but I just wanted to try something new and you got so angry I just didn't want to talk about it.
And now I'm rambling. Josh, please. I love you. Please talk to me. It's so weird to see you in the dorm and not say anything to you.