I don't know.

Everything could be going good one day, then all the sudden everything seems to fall apart. I can't even describe how I feel right noe. I can't seem to do anything right. I'm happy one moment then sad the next. I want to say how I feel about things, but I can't. I don't know. I guess that's just life though. Ok, I'm done.

Better

Things are a little bit better now. Mostly due to my wonderful, loving boyfriend who is always there for me. Thank-you. I'm learning how to deal with things and I have a lot to look forward to. kisses and smiles

School

So, I'm back at school now. I have so much fucking work to do I don't even know where to start. I don't think I'll be able to make it through this year, unless I get a miracle or something. I can't stand the program I'm in. I have to become someone else just to be able to fit in. Everyone here is, "pretty princess" and they all have to be the best at everything. Kiss the teachers ass. I feel so different because I don't want to do all the things everyone else does, like go to the bar...etc, but I'm just not like that. Maybe I just need to suck it up and stop crying all the time, but I feel so depressed. I really need to eat dinner, but I'm not going to go sit in the cafe and really have a feeling of having no friends. Or, I should say "true" friends. I still talk to people, but no one ever calls me just to see how I'm doing. I feel like my life is such a waste. That's all for now.

Complaining

Not too much happened today. It was pretty boring with painting and all. I have been stuck painting with my brother for days, and I swear I'm ready to kill him. I have never seen such a lazy person in my life. Well, no I take that back. Second laziest person (don't ask). I'm so sick of making dinner every night and cleaning the house. These three people are completely incapable of doing anything for themselves. OK. I'm done. Just felt like complaining a little. Later.

First Post

Well, so this is my first post. I have no idea what to say. I have been really sad today, and I don't know why. Everything seems to be upsetting me, but I guess I should stop complaining. I just always wish I were somewhere else. I'm really not in the mood for writing so, later