I want to go back to PCHS. I hate this schedule and I don't know how I used to do it. I loved my mornings. I did everything in the mornings. I work much better alone, and now I have no alone time. My dad is off of work this week, so maybe it will be better next week when I have the hour and a half to myself directly after school before my parents ( Read more... )

So today was the last day of my last High School Spring Break ever. I used to care about things like that, but I guess don't anymore.

This week was pretty uneventful... it started out great though.

Thursday: The convoy was awesome. Very touching, and I almost cried. When I first left the mall I was kinda toward the end of the convoy, and we all got ( Read more... )

I feel like talking to somebody.

I've come to realize that I am a very optimistic person. To a fault, almost. No matter how many times somebody/something throws me down or makes me feel stupid, I always come crawling back. Not in a desperate way, just in a hopeful way. I really never lose hope in anything. Sometimes I try to tell myself "well,      ( Read more... )