I've been so incredibly busy since school started I haven't gotten a chance to ever read or ever post on this blog. Tonight is no exception as I have a vast amount of work to do...but I felt it was necessary as one of my best friends wrote a suicide note about a week ago. He never seems depressed and is (almost) as happy as I am. It was completely out of the blue and really stopped me in my tracks. It made me question if I was really happy. I did a lot of thinking and I do believe I am, but it did kind of scare me. To think that someone I know so incredibly well could be fighting this hidden battle was a petrifying thought. I just wanted to re-assure to everyone who was fortunate enough to go to The Mountain School that we're all in this together and no matter what happens: it's all good. No really. No matter how much stress you are under or what kind of problems have arisen, you have all of us. Everyone that went is so special. And i know a lot of people told us, but I can genuinely say it. Even if during our semester we had our qualms and little stupid scuffles, they were meaningless. We lived in rural fucking Vermont (no offense VT'ers) for four months, it was bound to happen. But whats more important is that we all left on good terms. I don't have words to describe how much you all mean to me and how much I miss everyone and how fucking excited for New Years I am.

Love lex

P.S my friend is in the Yale mental health institution and is supposed to be released soon so all is well.