A lot of the time, when I'm upset or I see people upset, I feel like it's normal. I feel like no one is ever going to be happy. I figure that if someone like Scott, who seemed so happy, couldn't be happy, then maybe the people who couldn't even pretend to be that happy are just destined to be miserable.
I miss him. I think they're planning a way to recognize him somehow at graduation, and I really hope they do. He deserves that.
I have no money. I forgot to pick up my check today but that's ok because I won't be able to cash it until Monday anyway. I need to pay my mom back $230 still and somehow save for prom. I want to become a stripper for like a week, just so I can get enough money. But I'm not 18, and I couldn't bring myself to do that.
I need to blog more, fersure.