Your breathing is keeping me awake.

Last night I slept at 2. I just couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take the book. The Poem. Then my mom came in my room at 5:15 to wake me up because I told her last night that if I didn't get up I was going to skip 0 period. So I went back to sleep afterwards and then woke up at 6. Today was HOT. I mean, okay, I wore my jacket the whole time at school, but still. I'm also in danger of being dropped out of Humanities. Because I have pretty much the lowest grade, but four other people are in my same boat. It makes me kind of freak out everytime I think about it. Makes me feel dumb. Ah, I can't discuss it. I'll get upset. You don't want to see me like this...

DAMN ITS HOT! I still have to wash my car. Dude, it was hella hot when I was in there today. Hard to breathe up in there.

Well I guess the blog has gotten kind of bland and boring, same shit all the time, but I'm busy and I'm tired. Senior year has only started in these last three days. Geez. June, you better come quickly, buddy.

Man, today at the rally, I just thought of everything. I was thinking about these last three years. I always wanted to sit on the Senior side. I always thought I'd cut every rally senior year. But I don't know, I'm starting to get a bit sentimental, so I guess I'll be attending. Maybe this year will be awesome. Maybe it'll be hell. Whatever. I don't really care right now. I want something to remember.