Alright, I just read everyone's blog and this senior named Terry talked about her graduating and her fears and whatever. That made me realize that we're graduating from middle school.. which, no matter what people say, is still a big step to me. I'm honestly confessing my fears to the public. uM Lowell. That answers alot of the wonders of why I am scared of highschool. Right now, I have a 3.67. Two Bs. Algebra and SS. I will not graduate with a 4.0 which is very disappointing to me. I think I might be worrying for the future even though I can barely handle the present. I feel pretty vulnerable right now. More emotionally than anything else. I've been just blaming my anger and depression on PMS but I dont think it's the case anymore. I am one of the people who believe you can control your own happiness, but there must be something subconciously holding me back from being really happy again. I have no appetite and I am tired all the time. I guess those come hand in hand. I have studying to do right now, but for some reason, I don't want to. I wish I could just slack off for this ONE test and still get an A ss. It sucks that every little fucking grade screws you over like whoa. Come on world. I'm waiting for that one special occasion to look forward to, that one event that tells me the rest of this year will be happy, or at least a happy occasion once a week.