well hello how are you, in a new sense of positivity, i let it rain down on me crushed into a little box, unable to move, but then the rage takes over and i am free...how dare you take that from me, the one thing i feel entirely posesssion of, and now its gone... i got my grades, i finished top 10% of my class,my mother was proud the thing she doesnt know, is the grades ARENT for her, they arent for my school, but for me....only me i feel my box opening a little more every day, sometimes i allow my self to pop out for a bit, but just like a hermit crab i am shoved back in for false protection my hermit crab died today walked out of his shell and ignored the freshly place larger shell he was sick of being shoved into a shelter arent we all i know i am but then again im not in denial am i?