I just can't get a break. It's school school school projects papers. Then work work work. Where's my summer? I think summer's locked in some high school dream box along with my healthy body and sound mind. How do weeks go so fast? Where does life go?Brooksie and Kevin are getting married on Thursday. It's so strange, yet I'm so happy for them. They've been together a long time, and they're going to be good together as Mr. and Mrs. McCarty. I'm looking forward to the wedding, too. To seeing everyone. People I haven't seen in years or even since high school. My, how things have changed. It's that time thing again. Only, on my end, the last five years since high school have seen me grow as a person. I'm not the shy, innocent, quiet girl I was back then. I mean, I'm still shy, I'm still innocent in a "cute" way, and I'm still quiet...at times. To a lesser degree. I'm more me now. I'm more free.
Snickers is talking. I don't know what she wants. Probably food. It's always food.
The semester turned out well. I don't understand it. I guess I don't understand myself in that respect. I also guess I shouldn't argue about it. Thank you...stress?
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