I am convinced that an entire pack of butterflies has moved into my stomach. Well, whatever a group of butterflies is called. School starts tomorrow, and I have no clue why I'm nervous. It's like I'm a freshman all over again or something. Maybe it's because I'm going to the career oriented school here for three of my classes, which is like the ( Read more... )

Most people look forward to being an upperclassman. I should be excited that I'm finally a junior. High school's almost over, and I'm one step closer to freedom. But then I realize that being more responsible means having to deal with shit I shouldn't have to deal with. My friends are quite possibly killing themselves, and there's nothing I can do ( Read more... )