okay, so this is actully the sequal to Just another Type of Dairy. It's short because it's just a slight opening I guess you can say. I'm not done with Another Type of Dairy but i swear, if I didn't write this idea i would of lost it. So all you Reenie fans, I actually give you a sequal. And I will do the prom scenes sooon. Oh, and this doesn't really spoil the ending of Just Another Type Of Dairy

SAYING SORRY

It's been forever now, since those high school days, and such. As soon as I was eighteen I left South Park, as did the rest, and went ahead with my life. Well, I didn't mean it that way.

I suppose I can give a short explanation of the past five years or so.

It started out the summer before my senior year. Kenny and I were happily dating, and everything was goin just peachy. Out of the blue, my dad calls, and he invites me to go on a three month trip 'round the states, and when I got back, chaos happened.

Kenny and I tried to maintain long distance throughout the trip, and we did handle it. Bebe and Wens and I maintained to stay best friends also.

The chaos didn't really start until about three months before school let out, senior year. I went a college huntin and found nice colleges. Kenny thought I was looking just for fun, and that I was going to go to good ol' SPU, or CU. He didn't know I wanted out of state.

The real debate began when I got accepted to the University of California in San Francisco. I, of course wanted and was going to go. It was the college I wanted to go to. Kenny didn't like that idea. He couldn't afford to go to college, and didn't really want to. I told him that was alright, and he and me could live in an apartment off campus, together. He said he was going to stay in South Park.

That's when it all began. I called him a fag, he called me a whore. We fought. Then he went to far. We both did. And we unofficially 'broke up'.

After the many tearful goodbyes I said to my friends and the town, Wendy and Bebe and I started to cry, seeing as they couldn't come with me. Wendy was going to law school somewhere in Boston, to study law (well, duh) and to study a whole bunch of other women's rights stuff, and to study politics and all that smart crap.

Bebe was going to be in an art school, some where in Florida, to study as a fashion designer, or a cosmetologist. Which ever paid better. Well actually the school was one of the biggest slut school's she could get into with a brain and IQ her size.

And everyone else, just went. Stan and Kyle moved somewhere. No one knows where exactly.

And then getting into the school, everything went fine, until the room people roomed me with a boy. Since I was still technically a 'male' they said I wasn't aloud to 'room' with the 'opposite' sex. I fought with them until they kicked me out.

So I was school less. I just kind of made a living off whatever business I could at that time, and then surprising I ran into an old friend. He took me in, and now we're sorta together. Who would of thought it? An old homophone mommas boy, as my boyfriend?

Yea, I fell for Eric Cartman.

By that time, I never got anymore letters from Kenny.

And I just forgot about him.

He forgot about me.

And then.. Eric decided to take me to South Park for Thanksgiving.