So, a few months ago I decided to stop using this thing but... I changed my mind. I was going through my old stuff and i found this letter. It was a letter that I wrote during class the day after Jessie died and it made me cry. Sophomore year sucks. The seniors girls are straight out of a movie... all of them are sluts, all of them are superficial, some of them are anorexic/bulimic, and all of them make me feel like crap. I have a class with 10 people, 3 of those girls and 4 of the boys that adore them, then 2 other guys that talk about mexican food all of the time. It blows. Other than that, I have a bunch of friends in my other classes. It's only been 2 weeks and I'm already exhausted. I don't have any free time on weekdays, homework in 3 classes every night. I rdfghkll