I don't know what it is right now, but I feel as shitty as I did in the beginning of 8th grade. I really don't like this feeling. It's not really the alone feeling, but just the unhappy feeling. I just keep thinking back to all these things that used to be so important to me.. and just how they kind fell apart when I needed it the most. That one thing was my stability. I thought I knew everything about it. And just out of no where it falls apart. And at first I tried to blow it off. It was no big deal at first. I actually convinced myself that I didn't care. Turns out I do care and I haven't stopped caring ever. I feel as if I lost all sense of stability in life. Nothing is for sure. I am miserable at school. and I just don't want to wake up to go to school with a bunch of people I haven't got along with yet.

I Hate Lowell

edit in response to alec's comment. I did hate 8th grade. Most of it at least.. But the end was enjoyable. but I still stick to my word. 8th grade was not a good year for me. And I'm starting to think that 9th grade won't be all I thought it would be either.