This week has been moving by so fast.

[diablo_chica]

So, As always nothing knew

but suprisingly nothings really bothering me, i don't know whats wrong, if i'm okay now. or what.

maybe its the fact that i'm getting away, away from this place that reminds me of all of the shit that goes down.

when i think about full sail, i feel like i'm getting a head start or something, like i'm being tactful.

i just don't think i can live in an area that has effected me so much anymore.

i know that there is alot of good in this town, but when i think of it, i don't think about the good. i think about the shit.

and i don't want to think about the bad things anymore. i don't see a point.

bad things happen all of the time, and i'm sick of letting it have an effect on me, why should i?

its time for me to move on.

and thats all that i can think of anymore.

there are alot of people i want to talk to before i leave, and i'm too chicken shit to actually go through with finding them, and saying what i have to say, i supose i'm afraid of what they'll have to say to me.

and ya know, i don't mean this entry to sound like bitching because its not, its just the way that it is.
but in general, life is pretty good.