freshman year.
it sucks. i hate it. i dont know what to do, when to do it, how to do it. 

nothings right. and i dont have hope that it'll become right. 

everything is so confusing. and not just where your supposed to be (bio or history?) although that usually is an issue for me, haha. 

nopee. its friend stuff. guy stuff. family stuff. 

thankfully. i still have a lot of my friends. if it werent for them i really dont know where i'd be or what kind of state i would be in (either a psych ward, or somewhere worse.) basically its them that keeps me going anywhere, especially school. its kind of hard to wake up and know that you wont get to see people who you feel like are literally part of you. which sounds weird but its honestly true. 

the guys? i really dont have anything to say about that. i really dont.  

family has actually been ok. not complaining. 

i guess i'm just not used to everything. and i dont really know if i want to get used to it. 

reading over all of the rams blogs has been so funny. but it kind of makes me want to go back. 

eighth grade. i miss it. 

^ edit. actually, seventh grade. the year of the rams. basically, an ah-mazing year. 

xoxo, you know you love me, anja