Honestly, I don't know what I'm doing with my life.
Although I love english, I am considering changing my major in English to a minor and studying something else instead. I haven't decided yet, hmm.
Things are completely weird lately, I don't even know how to handle it.
Sydney took care of me yesterday, I sort of felt out of place or maybe even unwanted... I don't know, I guess I shouldn't've, but I did. Personal feelings? I guess.
I'm moving back into the trailer, because I begged my dad, sort of.
I don't know, I need to get my stuff right, and I need to take care of myself. I need to help them more, they haven't had a vacation in like.. twelve years. TWELVE.
Goodness, I feel really emotional. It's funny, I hardly write anythign I'm feeling in this journal. Too many people read it, I have this horrid potential while writing in this journal.


The song remembers when...