March 16, 2008
8 more weeks
I cannot stand being around Cousin. Urgh!
I've noticed that as I get older, my voice gets weaker. No one can hear a word I say.
Coming back to school always makes me feel disconnected from everyone. I don't know why. But I'm glad to be back. I love my room. And working today wasn't bad at all. Though I don't really like working with this one guy. But whatever. But my hours are always cut short. I don't really mind, it's just I need money if I want to stay for the summer.
Oh yeah, and Grandma really pisses me off, but what's new about that?
I need to sit down and decide what classes I'm taking sophomore year
scullerymaid at 11:12 p.m.