everything falls together and i cant snap the fingers on my left hand. my grades met my goal for this semester and i recieved a hug from my father. i was caught lying three times in the last month and that leads me to believe that i suck at keeping things, that have to do with me, secret. damn. i sat in the cold wind with the sun going down. an hour reading in the front of my school. it was lovely. grass, sky, no one around. then i became cold and i called my mother to come get me. and she did. and here i am...eating my third bowl of cereal and wondering what tomorrow will bring. -amanda