tales

so, i got my yearbook today. it reminded me of middle school, and how fast everything has gone by, they tried to summarize a year in a few hundred pages...impossible to the extreme.

jareds becoming one of my best friends, i mean yes, he's always been my boyfriend but now we have the longest conversations, we're starting to become the friends we never got to be. we've both grown together.

my recital is coming up. im nervous, i dont want to embarrass my self. oye. im so done with dance but yet again ive been sucked into another year. fuck. my mom making crucial decisions like that for me pisses me off, im not a fuckin 8 year old, i have a life that id like to control.

my sister is home. now i just feel guilty when i go out :/