First Days

I may have gotten lost on my first day of senior year.

It's okay, feel free to laugh.

I would if it was you.

Once again.

It is 2:30 in the morning and once again I am still up. I try to go to sleep, to make myself tired, but nothing seems to work. The earliest I have gone to bed in the past two or three weeks is probably 1:00 a.m. This is becoming a problem. I hope I can fix it in the next two days because then school starts, and I would really rather not be running off of four hours of sleep while trying to keep up with all my classes. Maybe it is time to start taking sleeping pills, because I really don't think I can handle one more night, and consecutive day of this.

Goodnight

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Well maybe not.

Ask me.

Ask me what I did last night and I would probably tell you that I spent the night watching Brock Bodily dance and sing in a musical. What a wonderful night.

The Book Thief

Sometimes it feels good to cry over a book.

Things that make me happy: Part one

Finding and playing my 3rd grade cluefinders game.