Day 1:

Today was my first day of sophmore year. To be completely honest, it wasn't anything special. I woke up probably about 6 times today. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself tomorrow when I have to wake up at 6AM for my 9AM class. I texted Luke all day as usual and texted Kyle a little but he deaded the text because I hit him with the "yupp".

I moved really slowly today, cut my toe nails finally and my goal of getting my eyebrows done and cleaning my room went unaccomplished - it happens. I made my train which was great because I left slightly early. Once I got to the city, I had approximately half an hour to kill so I hung out with Kerian, who I bumped into unexpectedly, and we relaxed for about twenty minutes.

After going to class, I saw Max and we ended up having English together again, just like last year. He wasn't the only familiar face, Steven from English last year was there too. Class was alright, I'm not sure if I'm going to enjoy it yet. I need to make sure I stay on top of things. I want my GPA to range from a 3.6 to a 4.0. Anywhere in between that will be good for me. After doing that, it needs to stay like that. No more games.

After that class I went to the club room and read for a little while. This girl came up to me because she wanted information on WIB so I got her email address and told her I'd forward her the emails. She's a nice girl and I'm glad I was able to get her connected to our group. She is going to be a part of my committee which I think is great.

I couldn't concentrate during my commute home though. All I could think about was how I annoyed I was at Fatima last night, how Isaiah constantly puts me down and how Ben and Q are so right in how I need to stick up for myself and quit being so nice. Fatima just got me so angry because she has all these stupid problems, she gets angry so easily over petty things and she had the audacity to tell me I was overreacting because of something Isaiah said. (he always has something to say about how I do long shifts, he calls me crazy. He did a nine hour and then is doing floor set tonight so when I said "and you call me crazy" he said "i can handle it. There's a difference, thus implying that I cannot handle it) I obviously can handle it because I do it all the time and I seldom complain so for him to say that, he called me weak. Fatima sided with him saying he can handle it yada yada. I know him better than she does, I don't understand why she was trying to tell me about it. Don't even go there. You have your own stupid problems to deal with, it irritated me to have to listen to her basically trying to come off as if she has it more put together than I do. That is not the case. I don't think I'll be speaking to her, or Isaiah, or to anyone really besides my three main people and obviously WIB girls.

I have things to do though so that's really the end of it. I wish I had less things on my mind because I need to cool it. School work, guitar, WIB. That's all my focus is going to be on. Say it again, school work, guitar, WIB.

Okay, let me text Luke back, make some to-do lists on tumblr, email this girl I met today, and figure out what I'm doing for WIB tomorrow. I also need to clean my room, get my stuff together for tomorrow's classes and figure out my outfit since I have to wake up early. Oh and make sure I go to bed at a reasonable hour because getting up is such a struggle.