try it.

i dont feel good. i feel like a struggling artist, though, i dont know what my art is yet. i think it's playing cello. i miss it sooo much. i seriously almost cried when we listened to Mozart this mornign./ ugh. i miss it. like i say you never know what you've got, till its gone. i've got this..knot in my stomach. it happens every day. i wonder if its from stress? gawl. but i have no stress. i pretty much sleep through everything.math class, life. everythign i want to i really just want to sleep mylife away. i also just want to get through these stupid teenae years and be an adult, gawl i am typical. i just....i want to be able to drive. and be old enough to live on my own and go to college adn guh, just...get it all over with. i just. i want to be in love. true love. not that im not in love iwth God, and not that thats not enough because its more than enough. but its awkward, because in willmar, i could just..hang out and be one of the guys. not that im not here but its...its just different. i...i'm lost without you...i'm desperate for you...

;;EDIT;;

okay. i apologize. no one really wants to leave. they just need a vacation. i went to bed a poet and woke up a fraud. im really trying NOT to have feelings for boys, they're just trouble. *scoffs* ;;Kissing Dating Goodbye.;; less stress for everyone... SKATING! speaking of skating, i can skate..it;kll take a few tries to get used to it, but i think i can be good enough to...well, be as good as i want...at the basics. no more snowplow sam for b./caee....yay sit tight im gonna need you to keep time...