I just spent way too much time redoing my diary. But I'm good at drawing hearts, right? Okay, maybe it didn't take me that long, but a half an hour gone is a half an hour less to work on my summer work. That's right, the dreaded devil of summer: summer work. I have two classes' worth to complete in 3 days. I don't know whyyyy I still can't manage to start it. Every minute that goes by and I don't start it, I hate myself a little bit more. So last night's total hours of sleep: 14.5. I love catching up on sleep. Except last night I began having school dreams. I hate school dreams. But I'm actually really excited to go back, besides this schoolwork I have to deal with. I'm not going to know anybody when I get back, everyone has either graduated or just decided to leave. I think it should be a new adventure. Plus, I'm going through the usual method of thinking that occurs just before school starts: "I'm much better than everyone at school/ego trip from not seeing shitheads all summer" But then Brittany reminded me that a couple weeks of school and my ego will crash, I will be depressed, and everyone who is obviously shittier than me will make me feel like I'm shittier than them. This is highschool. Only the stupid and overly cool survive. I can't believe I'm only half way through. I honestly think I'm 2 kool 4 skool and so I don't know how to go through 2 more years of highschool. I think I'll have to transfer unless someone shows me the light. Hopefully I'll meet some nerds that will accept me despite my differences with them. I really feel like the nerds are the only clique that I can happily become a part of. I still think they're cool, and I still want to join them. Anyways, driving yesterday = huge rush. I always do illegal things, but there's usually no risk involved because I know I won't get caught. But driving, wooooohhh, there were tons of cops out and it just felt grrrrrreat to know I would be totally fucked if I were to get pulled over. Anyways, remember how I said that I hate myself a little bit more everytime a minute goes by that I don't start my work? Yeah. I really hate myself now.