And when you wake up, everything is gonna be fine.

The world was supposed to end today because of tu24, but it obviously didn't.

I haven't written lately. The weekend was extremely busy, and I've just been lazy. We began second semester, my last semester in high school ever. I dislike most of my classes, because like always, I barely know anyone, and these classes actually involve work. Good luck to me. I'm taking sociology, forms of fiction, psychology, and chemistry. Yes, I signed myself up for death, I know. Whatever, I'll keep myself busy and put myself through one last long struggle before I am done for good.

I wish the winter would just hurry up and end already. Things haven't been good lately. Everyone seems to be putting me on edge, over and over. I've felt the need to completely burn bridges with some people, but I've only burnt one. Its a process, I guess.



Friday night, I shot an acoustic set my friend's band played at the Sad. I was blown away by them, and I'm still going through all the pictures. I need a good flash, I've decided.

Saturday, I helped stock a store in Merrimack, NH for a few hours with Samantha. Hung out the rest of the night with Ray and Adam. Saturday morning before work, I had went out to Dunkin's with Ray, and then to our hill. Then, we hung around his house, slept, and eventually went tire searching at car part heaven.

Sunday, work.

I'm so down right now. I hate it. I just want to be quiet and go to bed. Ray and I aren't talking to each other right now. I was looking at old pictures of summer of 05 when I was way into Ska, and I said I missed it, and he completely went off on me, and how me saying I miss it makes it seem like I'm going back off the deep end again. Honestly, I've just been listening to Ska all night because I'm in that mood, and I really do miss those times, but theres no kind of subliminal shit behind it.

I'm just upset and let down. Things aren't as great as I feel they should be, and they're my fault. He always has something to complain about now, when before he didn't. I've been trying hard, too. I don't know what else to do because I don't know how I could change this shit or make it better. I know nothing is perfect, but its all anyone every fucking expects out of me now.

I'm so down. I think I'm getting sick.