Okay.

Let's start with yesterday shall we? Yesterday was good, the usual. It wasn't that great of a day as Monday was though. I did nothing but watch TV after school, and only did my math homework since that was the only class I had today. Today was pretty easy, only had one class, but it's my hell class called Pre-Calc. I woke up and got to my class that I aid for on time...crazy. That class makes me laugh. It's just a bunch of freshman still trying to figure out the ropes of high school and how to survive. Honestly I don't think you ever find out the ropes of high school, you just kind of have to go with the flow, try to stay out of drama, and pass to graduate. Haha. Anyways, while I was checking off who turned in their annotated books, I find a little baby doll in the crate where all the books were. It was kind of buried in there but I didn't pay much attention to it, until it started moving and crying. It took me a while to figure out what the noise was until I took out the baby and showed it to the teacher. She freaked out and went on telling me about how another teacher keeps hiding it in her stuff. The rest of the class period was spent trying to get the baby to shut up, and figure out how to get the teacher back. During lunch, I went to my friends house and attempted playing Call of Duty: Black Ops. I killed two people, that's a successful game for me, haha. Then we ran around town doing nonsense teenage things like getting my friend, who had knee surgery, more of her pain meds. Picture four teenagers walking into a hospital to get prescription pills...I'm surprised they actually gave them to us. Well by then it was time for dreaded math class, and we had a quiz/test. Of course we took it halfway through the block period because that's how long it takes us to go over our homework. Ridiculous right? I think I did pretty well on that, and the rest of the time was just spent goofing around per usual. After school I went to a 'club meeting' at Wendy's and then pool class. I came home and cleaned and had to go get a cat scratching post because my cat, Monty, keeps scratching on my mom's new chair. I went to Petco, and who knew how many different kinds of scratching posts they make. Some with half carpet, half rope, some with just carpet or just rope, some with toys on top, toys on the side, multiple toys, or no toys. Oh and don't forget the eco friendly kind. What has this world come to? Anyway, my day has ended with me writing this with my cat, my bestest friend ever, sitting beside me. Two more days until Thanksgiving break, and I'm ready. But for now, I will keep going and go with the flow even though I'm struggling. I'm not feeling myself and very stressed. I just want to be okay, but I know that will come. I must get through the next few weeks and maybe it'll get better, all these feelings. But it'll be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

Get ready, blast off