Why can't I ever be afraid? Why does everyone else need me to be strong for them? Why am I writing this? It's just my complaining. I'm scared. I have a lot to lose at the end of this year. High School was the only place where I've ever been able to make a name for myself, to get people to know me. Once graduation hits, I'll be back at square one. I ( Read more... )

Theoretically, the point of the blog is to post. However, I never seem to have anything of interest to say, and I'm not able to post the same thing on both my MySpace blog and this. However, I have not forgotten any of you, so do not worry.

I am tired. Alive, but tired. Can't Spring Break just go on for another week?

I am so ready to graduate.

Whew. I lack a social life. All I do is go to school, sleep, do Oklahoma shit, and eat (sometimes). It's put a lot of stress on me, and I really don't know what I'm going to do if this keeps up much longer. All of my conversations with people have something to do with me being tired or not having time to do my homework anymore. Add all of this to ( Read more... )

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I like power. I like power a lot. After four days of cold, dirty darkness, I realize just how much I love the little things, like light, heat, and running water ( Read more... )

You are reading the journal of Nikki Webb: Future Pacific University Student.

In other words, yeah I got accepted to college. It's cool, and now I don't have to fill out any more applications.

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Yup, for those of you who don't know, I have returned from the ridge of cedar.

Yup, I'm going to Outdoor School. See ya'll next week.