Hmm...I feel like I'm the only person who keeps updating. Which is vaguely lame because I don't know what's going on with anyone's lives, except for Erin, who I see pretty much every single day. Bryce keeps bugging me to come hang out and all that, its weird. I don't know what's going on with me and Josh; There are a bunch of people that think he likes me. Whatever though. I mean I really like this guy...and I know I shouldn't be stressing about it; I know I have better things to be worried about, like school and grades and deciding what to do with college (like where to go, what I'm going to do). Speaking of school, I feel like I'm going to fail my math class, and that isn't an option; I don't want to have to take it again. I can't handle it--I just...I can't. I just want to get through high school so that I can get finished with everything so that maybe I can get a job during the summer after I graduate that gives me more hours than Callaways does. Uggh, and then there's work. I didn't get schueduled to work at all last week, my last pay check wasn't even 17 dollars. I still have to pay for my Pasadena trip, and I really want to go shopping while I'm there, and unless I can get a car, I'm not going to have a way to get more hours, earn more money, pay for all my school stuff and then start saving for college. And then there is all the tension going through my house, which I'm not even allowed to talk about...not that I really want to anyways. I just want to scream sometimes, I can't handle it. I feel like I'm just staring into this window of what life could be...staring through the window...but I can't touch it, can't have it. At least the school year is almost over.