"I think I've lost her." Bridget said. "Lost who?" asked Tibby. "Myself..." The knowledge that I'm leaving seems so real now. I was wondering while I have felt no emotion lately. I never found out if drug likes me or not (I think that means no) and this boy on my bus "only likes me as a friend" but I'm not upset. I'm not upset, because as soon as I'm out of high school, I'm leaving this town. I refuse to stay in a place so small and stupid. It bothers me to be forced to stay here now, but I can wait. I've got time, I've got 8 years left here. I want to go to the beach, or live in the UK, or somewhere exotic. I want to get as far away from Kentucky as I possibly can. I'm not a big Kelly Clarkson fan, but her song "Breakaway" hit me in a big way. I've always known I wanted to leave, but being able to express that in a song means so much more. It feels weird, no passion for life. Being empty. I guess I'll get used to it, but I dont want to really. I feel like I just have a bunch of air in my torso, instead of organs. I just want to leave. 'Grew up in a small town and when the rain would fall down I'd just stare out my window' """"I'm caught up in 'no sleep' and I nod my head with every tear but there still drowning M*E