Uncomfortable in my safe zone.

Horoscope (Taurus): You're intrigued by someone from a different culture -- and they're ready to talk. (what? that's not even close to being true!)

It's over.

Maybe not completely - but we made a good size of a dent. J, who's totally not a sorry person (she says so herself), said sorry to T. And she didn't want to - she told me herself - but T pretty much trapped her in a corner and strangled her until she said it.

Figuratively, of course.

Sure, I talk to T, but I'm far from forgiving D. It's a messy story and an even messier fight, so I'll save the details for a rainy day. A rainy day about seventy years from now.

D tries to make amends and talk to me, but no way, Jose. I would rather make a speech in front of practically the whole town friday night!

Oh wait, I already am.

Anyway, I do admit that I kind of miss D's friendship. But it feels like the times we laughed, talked, made fun of people and the time I let her literally cry on my shoulder was for nothing, and that makes me pissed. She treats me like I was no importance to her at all, and whether we're only fourteen or not...you don't treat people that way.

So it's off with her head!

Just kidding.

I'm super tired - even though today was the second-to-last day of school. We barely did anything, except for watch movies and sleep. Okay, I took one exam but that was a breeze, people.

Tomorrow I have like three exams, so no sleeping there. BUT TOMORROW IS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL, WOOT WOOT. PARTY, PARTY, GO DRINK & SMOKE AND GET IN TROUBLE. WE'RE GRADUATING!

And speaking of grad, I'm still upset and nervous and scared about making a speech. It's so fucking stupid. Plus, I'm not even done with it. crap crap crap shit shit shit.

Guess I should finish writing it. later.