I can’t wait for college.

So, I’m writing my graduation speech and about half of it is Darwin-related and I’m just thinking “About three fourths of you probably won’t know what I’m talking about. Sad day.”

I’m so glad I get to talk to you again.

The night my sister took me out to help me feel better. To help me get over the guy that cheated on my and left me for the other girl(something that he said happened to him a lot). The night I felt kinda good. I finished my prom shopping. Finally.

The night I saw my ex with the girl he cheated with.

The night I broke again.

The day before you break up with me, you go to movie with another girl? Fucking jerk. Well, maybe she’ll party with you. Maybe she’ll drink with you. Maybe she’ll have sex with you. Maybe you’ll feel a “click” with her.

I miss you so fucking much already.

Oh yeah. That’s why I don’t trust people.

In a little over an hour, it’ll be my eighteenth birthday. Three of the most important people to me won’t be preset to celebrate. My boyfriend because he has work. Best friend #1 because she has to live so far away. Best friend #2 because he’s deployed. But, it’s nothing any of us can control. So, I’ve got to make the best of it.

So, I think I’ll paint my nails.