I have decided I am a girl's best friend.
I'm a pretty good listener. Always have been. And sometimes, I can fall asleep on the phone when Jen calls me. She's done quite a lot this summer.
1. she's gone to concerts. Nickelback. Actually.
2. she's gone to the beach.
3. she met a guy in Florida.
4.she's gotten serious.
About the guy. I'm not sure about anything else. She really loves him. Evidently. Only she hasn't heard from him. And she asks me...of all people...if she should call him. I say, why not. So she does, and its a wrong number.
"It was your summer fling," I try to stay positive on this because she's really miserable. And that's what I've got to deal with tomorrow at school, and a bunch of other girls who want to tell me everything that's happened over the summer.
I can hardly wait.