I love Johnny Cash. And not because I watched Walk the Line [although that was pretty good], but because he was so amazing. I can't get enough. So last night I read through some of my old diary and realized that for about a month of my life everything was extreme highs and lows and nothing in between. It was one of the greatest and most significant time periods in my life thus far, and it upset me. It upset me because it's over, because of the way it ended, because I'm too bitter to ever let it happen again. With those people, at least. [I then proceeded to copy&save all the entries from that diary, as someday I hope they will mean a lot.] I don't think one day goes by I don't think about the past, and hate it completely;; but love it at the same time♥. I'm currently on the search for something new, something greater... I'm so glad summer's almost here. Today after school I napped, we went out, I got a cookie and searched for candy but found nothing good, which I will complain about until I damn well get some. Now I'm here. I hope my mom's okay. I need to go read...