I don't really care.

Gail came in this morning, for one of the last school meetings I will have with her I guess, that felt weird. It went well I suppose, she thinks I'm doing fine with my project, and that I'll do fine in the rest of my life, etc. Ha, I'm never afraid to freak out in front of Gail. Well, I'm never afraid to tell her I'm freaking out at least.

I don't really know if I've been freaking out lately though, I've just been really pessimistic. About way too much. I don't know, I've been indifferent too. I feel like I don't have time for much right now... I'm having to do all this stuff, and I'm not really excited about any of it. I'm just a mess I guess. I still laugh though, which is good. Of course I got yelled at today because I couldn't stop cracking jokes and one time Mom was on the phone and the girls and I were just laughing our heads off... oh man... it was choice... but Mom got ticked off, and for good reason I suppose.

Wow, that was about NOTHING. Heh. I'm really tired tonight. I was a zombie at dance. WE would start a routine and I would be like "Huh...wha? Oh, right...I guess I should what...dance?". Yeah... so that was hot.

My fricken knee injury will not heal... it keeps bleeding... man, tennis is dangerous.