Ahhhh! All my friends are growing up! I don't want them to leave me. I love them too much...No more sleep overs at the church, no more caroling, no more playing football on the quad at JMS, no more going out to lunch, no more running through the fountains, no more playing "hey cow!", no more just sitting and laughing at stupid dorky thing. "And others strains of woe which now seem woe, Compared with lose of thee, will not seem so." -Shakespeare's Sonnet 90