Absolutely Nothing
It's early in the morning in first period and I am in the LRC (Learning Recreational Center) but I honestly don't think they need such a long explaination for the term Library. I am in here for my Creative Writing class & I am suppose to be working on my poetry folder which is due in a week or so? I can't remember. I guess I'm never on the ball anymore.
I don't think I've ever written in the morning at this school but I use to do it all the time when I was at sion because I would have to go to school early because Sion was in Kansas City and it was 20 minutes away from my house in Lees Summit.
Scott didn't call me last night. It threw me off a little bit because he has been calling me practically every night for the past two weeks. He also called me this entire weekend after he came home from partying; it was weird, because he only did that in the beginning of the year. Now, it's the end of the year and everything feels like it's trying to be something it's not.
I get sad sometimes when I think about next year. I'm suppose to be excited though because that is what I've wanted all year long. God, I'm such a screwed-up girl. I dunno. I guess I'm not making much sense. But I get anxious and panicky whenever I think about next year so I don't think about it anymore.
Like, right now, my minds gone blank because I'm thinking about it & I haven't in a while ...and now, I don't know what to say.
I wish everything would be all right. Life goes on anyway, doesn't it? So, it's moving on & I guess I'm okay with it, but I just at least want to know what happened before everything starts spinning into something else.
I want to know that people care, I guess. I guess if I knew that, everything would be all right.