so im starting a new book. i dont know if i like it, but HEY. its all good. what else...my dad spazzed out and ruined a dream i had. w.e...he's the one that's going to have to live with that. what else what else what else....nothing reallehhh...i dont care about school anymore. it might be because im so dissapointed and nothing seems to matter...but then again, for some random reason i feel really happy. but i know that that's because of yesterday, which doesnt make sense, because yesterday was suppose to be really bad.