Monday, August 23, 2010
Heaven help me. I'm writing run on sentences.
I'm very worried about a lot of things right now like the fact that I am starting my sophomore year on Wednesday (that's the day after tomorrow) at a new school where I know no one except for like a hundred people which is actually a lot but I don't want to go to this school anyway, I want to go to the other high school where my really closest friends are going like Katie and all my favorite people like Avery and Parker and them and I don't want to go to my own football games cause I've never gone to them before and I've been going to the other high school games with people I love for years and, oh my goodness, summer is legitimently over and I'm terribly depressed about this fact and I like someone maybe except I kind of don't really know what to think and I don't know what he thinks and Sarah has to go to back to Oregon eventually and I don't want her to go and I'm finally fifteen which is super exciting but it isn't sixteen and I have to go get a driving permit which is super scary and I can't drive and I want to just accept everything and let it all be but it isn't accepting and it isn't being and I'm very very stressed and very very scared and HOLY CRAP WHEN DID IT BECOME FREAKING SIX-O-CLOCK?!