Why am I writing when I could be out enjoying these few last summer weekends? haha, everyone is at marching band I got to stay home. mmm, my siblings drive me crazy. I offer to do something with them acutally "fun" but, they don't want to do anything with me. gah... It's such a nice day. grrness day, but nice day. goodness, I hate how I feel. I'm told to embrace it. ha! I hate this so bad. why do I try to impress people? we just have to be friends. I talked to thomas, he seems to always be there when I'm mad. we talked for a bout 20 minutes. He mellowed me out. gah... And so Malcolm came over to my house and we sat there on the porch practically in silence. something... this is stupid, I want to get out. play in the sun while It's still out. I hate people. Just today. I've got to go make things happen. Instead of waiting around for them. mmm... I want my sister. got to make the world better. got to not be overtaken got to get through this got to think I love the park. everyday gets brighter everyday gets better. "lets hope it's a good one without any fear."