Four more down, and I'm finally back to where I was before birthdays and break destroyed everything. One month of shit, and two days to take it away? Not a bad deal. But I'm still not satisfied. I'm wondering whether I'll ever be satisfied. I have a bad feeling that I won't be. But I can't stop now. It's not possible.
School starts next week. I am sooo sick of school, but at the same time I'm sort of glad I'm going back. Going back will get me out of the apartment every day instead of sitting here in front of temptation. I need to start saving my money, too. Once I reach my GW3 I want to start wrestling training. I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted to be a Diva someday. Even though it is a one in a million shot, I need something to work towards. If you don't have dreams, then what is life for?
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