I collapse welll.

GEEZ. You might not want to read this, but I'm breaking out. Yeah. Fuck, I swear. I mean, I didn't really have a big problem during the summer, but now that school has started...I have a few big problems, if you know what I mean. A few really BIG ones. Ugh, I hate this. You know how when you hate something so much...like school, and you don't want to do it, and you threaten that you'll drop out, but you know you won't? Yeah. I know you do, because a lot of people tell me things like that. How they want to do something, and they say they will, but they know they won't.

I'm going to a concierto tomorrow. Goin' to see Dashboard Confessional with Jamie. Hey! if you're out there! I'm excited/scared/anxious/hungry/full/tired. I hope its good.

Went to Poetry Club today. I wanted to join that since freshman year, but no one would join with me. Man. And now...when there are these other people in charge, people join. Makes me feel kinda bad. Like I'm not important or something. That's great. How nice. Not that its a new feeling. I don't know why I never joined...I should be used to doing things alone by now. I can live alone if I wanted, I bet. But Poetry Club is cool. I'm not sure what people do there though. Recite poetry? People are funny in there. That's cool. Alright I'm going. I need to read some Plato.