Dear Diary, Had a breakdown tonight. Not surprising. Tomorrow my life changes. Again. Or today, really. In seven hours. New school. Different people. Strange. I've been going to school with the same people from preschool through my sophmore year of high school. I'm nervous. I'm regretful. But I have to do it. I know that if I want to graduate high school, I have to go to this school. So what if I'll probably never go to a Sky View dance again? So what if things will never be the same between my Sky View friends and I? So what if I'll rarely see my Sky View again? So what if I'll never talk to my favorite Sky View teachers again? So what if I'll have to pay for any Sky View games I want to go to? So what if I have to give up what I've been dreaming about since I was five? I have to do this. I know I'm supposed to be accepting of how my life has changed so dramatically because of the depression, but, do I have to like it? Yes. I'm supposed to have a good attitude. Okay. So I'll most likely make friends at Cache High. I'll find the schoolwork TONS easier. I won't get stressed out over homework. I'll enjoy the teachers there. I'll enjoy the classes there. I'll find some fun classes to eventually do at BATC. And maybe, if I work hard enough, I can come back to Sky View... In other news. My hair is short and EXTEREMLY BLONDE. I'm talking Californian beach-girl blonde. I'm not sure if I like it or not. That's what you get for going to the fancier hair cut places. You go to the cheap place, and they give you what you want. You go the expensive place, and they give you whatever they feel like. No, it's not that bad. It's cute. But it's going to be an adjustment to being so blonde. All I asked for were a few highlights! lol So. I'm thinking about having a party sometime. Maybe in February. I'd invite tons of people. People from my old ward, a few from my new, people from Sky View and MAYBE a few from Cache High. Boys and girls. It'll be HUGE! Wouldn't that be fun? (if the answer is no, don't answer that!) We could watch a movie and... do something else... Or maybe I'll just have a small get together with some of my closer friends. Anyway. It's a thought. I'll talk to my mom about it tomorrow. She's been dying for me to have a party. I should get to bed. I'm going to die tomorrow, I'll be so tired. I hate mornings. I haven't woken up early in the morning in a very long time. At least not THIS early. I am having the strangest urge to go style my hair all fun and cute... But I suppose that should wait until morning, so I don't ruin it, eh? Ok. Well. Goodnight! Love, Lisa Ann