I’m just picking myself up.
School, it keeps my mind occupied, so I don’t have to think or concentrate on anything but school. It relieves some stress.
I’m going to be honest, my subjects aren’t as hard as I thought they would be this year. I remember alot from last yeaar.. WHich is good, it’s a better shot at highering my ACT scores to a twenty or twenty two.. Mr. King say that should be my goal. And it is.
Thank you. I’m aiming for really high grades, and not missing school. I’m trying really hard. I’m a senior next year. I’ll be graduating.
Yes.. And next year, I don’t have to take math, but I am. It’ll look better on my college entries. And that’s exactly what I need. I’m going to do everything to be a reallly good person, I want to be a role model. I want to change my life. I’m going to try. I’m not going to slack. This year is my year, and I WILL make it the best.
I’m smart and confident this year.
I’m gonnna make it.
No matter how much I have to struggle
I’m not going to let anyone destroy it. Andrew already crushed some of my dreams. Now, the only way ANY of my dreams are going to get crushed, is because of myself. I’m going to be ME. Not what anyone wants, just me. Like I said this is my year, finally.
No one is going to stop me.
Tradegies can occur, and I’ll survive through them. I won’t let them corrupt anymore of my dreams. I’m ready to be what I want to be. And I started the first day of school. Andrew can try to “lead me on” or fuck with me, but he’ll realize, i am just fine without him, even though im destroyed below the surface
I do believe in myself. I mean, I have alot of emotional problems, but that is why I’ve got my counselor, and my medicine. It helps me. I deal with my problems in my head, usually on my own, because I know it’s my life, and I have to learn to help myself. I’ll be eighteen in less than two years. I’m maturing a great amount. And I’m proud of myself.
Not true. She may love me, but there are many times that I know I disappoint her. She wants me to be the role model in the house, and I’m aiming for that. Trying to stay out of trouble now, and be the mature young adult I need to be.
I love my mom, and I want her to watch me grow up these next two years.
My sisters do look up to me, at least they are starting too. I can tell that they’re starting to listen and understand when I tell them something. I know that they’re going to be good people in the future. I’ve got their support, as they have mine. And I think my mom is seeing my behavior adjustment, I’m alot more focused and calm. I’m trying to make myself happy, and even though it’s hard, sometimes I wish Andrew was with me, just to watch me be the girl I am. Watch me live my dreams. But I understand he’s watching from the side, as a best friend to me. And I’m thankful of that, I need my best friends.
One day, maybe I’ll get one more chance with him. I mean, even if he doesn’t deserve it, I believe I deserve it.
Because he’s a guy. Okay well, he’s an extremely confused guy. He has a hard life, whether it seems like it or not. He does, and I know this. He has his trust issues, his emotional struggles, and I understand and respect that, because I know where he stands sometimes in his situations. Andrew, he’s a really good guy, with just a fustrating side. He’s not really an asshole. He’s just troubled. He doesn’t mean to hurt the ones around him, he’s trying to be happy, i know that. I want what is best for him, seeing him unhappy is heartbreaking. He never really had a reason for such pain, he’s only 17. But I’m not defending him, I’m just saying.
