Feeling: Suicidal (I can't believe that's not on there!) I love my knife. It is a truly beautiful knife. I tried to cut myself with it, but couldn't... Damn my pussiness! I just want to know why she does it... Why can't I understand? I'm so sad tonight. School goes on for another semester. Then another three years. Then college if I make it. This Thursday is doomsday. I'm going to have to find a new place to live when my grandma sees my report card. She is a very scary woman. The sad part is, my worst grade is a C. My best is an A, but that class is still incomplete as of doomsday... Shit. Anything less than a 3.5 makes her have one of her fits of rage. I should go live with aunt Shelley. She is one of the best aunts I know... I should get some sleep, school starts at 7:30. I wish I had the motivation and courage to do something about how boring my life is. I don't. Oh well. Goodnight.